This house that I live in has no reason This house that I sleep in has no purpose It has a bed and a few old chairs Three flights up, two flights of stairs But it has no reason Then someone shot through the tyre swing The dogs barked and bayed in the winter and spring And the ivy that hung now sadly clings To a dying season And I cry at night when the lights go out And the green eyes fuse and the full moon shouts From road maps and red lines to lipstick lies And when the lights go out it's tought to survive This man holds a hand that shows a tremble This man that I live in bears his faults He has a heart and a well worn soul Ten years a slave to Rock And Roll But he has to tremble For the yellow grass on the sun burnt lawn Sleeps in her seeds from the sunset to dawn And just like your love that's come and gone It goes on breathing
This house that I live in has no reason This house that I sleep in has no purpose It has a bed and a few old chairs Three flights up, two flights of stairs But it has no reason Then someone shot through the tyre swing The dogs barked and bayed in the winter and spring And the ivy that hung now sadly clings To a dying season And I cry at night when the lights go out And the green eyes fuse and the full moon shouts From road maps and red lines to lipstick lies And when the lights go out it's tought to survive This man holds a hand that shows a tremble This man that I live in bears his faults He has a heart and a well worn soul Ten years a slave to Rock And Roll But he has to tremble For the yellow grass on the sun burnt lawn Sleeps in her seeds from the sunset to dawn And just like your love that's come and gone It goes on breathing
