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The House Song
BbThis house goes on sale every Wednesday Fmorning BbTake it off the market in the Fafternoon GmYou can buy a Bbpiece of it if you Fwant to BbIt's been good to Cme if it's been Fgood to you
BbTake the grand look now the fire is Fburning BbIs that your reflection on the Fwall' GmI can show you this Bbroom and some Fothers BbIf you came to Csee the house at Fall
Carefull at the stairs a few are missing I haven't had the time to make repairs First step is the hardest one to master And the last one up I'm not sure t's there Instrumental verse This room here once had its childish laughter I come back to hear it now and again I can't say that I'm certain of what you're after But in this room a part of you will remain Second floor the lady sleeps in waiting Pass the laterns tip-toes in its glance And in the room the soft brown arms of shadows This room is the hardest one to pass How much will you pay to live in the attic The shavings of your mind are the only rent I left some of it there if you thought you couldn't Or if the (') that you boughthas all been spent Verse 1 by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com