The Old House Is Gone
JEAN-PHILIP GROBLER
They all
Believe
Like some
They see
That old house
Is gone
Your ruffled hair
Has grown too long
But we know
How it goes
The things we know
Will come to show
In our minds
Keep your heart close to mine
Keep your heart close too mine
Control
Come see
Your lies
In deep
That now
Your heart
And turn the lies
From the start
I'm calling
All hands
To dark
Decent
For this house
Keep your heart close to mine
Keep your heart close to mine
Keep your heart close to mine