Lyrics

It's the house that we made And it used to feel warm But a wind blew and carried away You punted the seed And set fire to the trees Then left me in mortal decay The taking of gluts And the speaking in tongues Frame a picture I just can't relate to And as winter comes I am sinking in snow As my memories drown in the lake, yeah And all of this time I thought I was the child on the inside You took me apart And threw all of my pieces away It's a history grave from promise you made And I just should have heeded the signs And as you've been revet Through the lies and regret You are far from the back of my mind The seasons may come And they sure as hell go But you can't change the course of a heart So I'm covered in shame and take all of your blame And turning this pain in to art, yeah And all of this time I thought I was the child on the inside You took me apart And threw all of my pieces away It's winter again In the house that we made Now everything's covered in ice Shellshocked and ragged Fingers seem jagged Everything feels crystalline And all of this time I thought I was the child on the inside You took me apart And threw all of my pieces away
Writer(s): John Mitchell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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