This Old House

Lyrics

In this old house,
In this old mirror,
I watched the world start to disappear.
On my head,
In my old bed,
Forever is something that I hold dear.

This whole time,
I was blind,
I was stretched across lanes and lines.
There was fear,
I'd disappear,
In this old house I seem to reappear.

In this old house,
Number 10,
I have cried again and again.
I have cringed at things I've said,
I have loved, and I have bled.

In the shape of an L,
I learned it all, though you'd never tell.
Across the hall I'm not so sure,
I want to sleep here any more.

In this old house,
I find myself,
Amongst the dust, I've got nothing else.
In the room, with this tune,
I wrote to try figure out myself.

I have risen and I will fall,
But there's a constant through it all,
This old house,
Over my head,
Number 10 and all the tears we've shared.

In this old house,
In this old mirror,
I watched the world start to disappear.
On my head,
In my old bed,
Forever is something that I hold dear.

Credits

Written by Isaac Birchall. Performed by Cats and Crows: Isaac Birchall (music, instrumentation, vocals) and Andy Cooper (percussion).

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