This House

Summer rain, it’s getting dark
Emptiness will never pass
Time of Rosemarie
Trapped by memories
Fairy lights and plastic guns
Like two lovers on the run
Cardboard airplanes
Police and bloodstains
I can hear the clock downstairs
Takes fear to be scared
I made a life for you
But you just rolled on through
And that’s the last night I
Give to you before I die
I’m not sorry that I
I’m not sorry that I tried
And that’s the last time I
Saw the light behind your eyes
Future’s coming for us now
In this house
You can go your separate ways
But these shadows will remain
This is hard without you
And it’s no fun without you
Printed flyers of black and white
Faded jeans now much too tight
A box of broken strings
I left it with your things
Dying, bummed, and smartly dressed
He walked out of love and theft
He stopped the flames for you
But you just rode on through
And that’s the last night I
Give to you before I die
I’m not sorry that I
I’m not sorry that I tried
And that’s the last time I
Saw the light behind your eyes
Future’s coming for us now
In this house
I was a cowboy running
To my mother’s arms
I saved the world with penny sweets and plastic guns
Soon there’s a cowboy running
Into my arms
See the shadow
See how far we’ve come
And it’s over now
It’s over now
And this will all fall down
This will all fall down
And that’s the last night I
Give to you before I die
I’m not sorry that I
I’m not sorry that I tried
That’s the last time I
Saw the lights behind your eyes
Future’s coming for us now
In this house