Marillion - House Lyrics
This house achesI whistle its tuneAfter so much noiseFreedom is silenceHalf the house is missingTaken half of me with itI had imagined thisHurting in a different wayHurting in a different wayI still have the hi-fiQuiet at all volumesAs my dull thoughtsEcho viscous and slow like the tolling of some great bell under waterWhen she cries she cuts meAnd when she smiles I wanna dieAfraid of knowing myselfOur eyes stare out while we hide insideLooking at it, not seeing itLooking at it, not seeing itThe open windowsLet in the spring air todayAnd the birds sing their thankfully happy, brainless songBut the silence here finds a way to staySome kind of explosionGod, if you hear meThrow me a line or strike me downDo you refuse even to accuseCmon, do your worstBut lift this curseBuilt this house on solid groundBut now its crumbling tumbling downWill nobody here even cry out for help?As it slowly collapses into itselfLooking at it, not seeing itLooking at it, not seeing itHanging on to this painIts no goodIts no goodBut we try againWe try again
