Well, well this house I made of bricks is acting more like sand
And when I try to pick it up it starts slipping through my hands
The door's been kicked in, window's broken, walls are caving in
The foundation's sinking, I've been thinking there's no saving it
I can't let it go, this is my home
Maybe the songs I sing are so I remember what life brings
Life sings its songs to me so I, I am not afraid, yeah
Well, I've been working in these fields for as long as I can recall
But every time I see the growth, the spring, it turns to fall
Well, God made this ground fickle, and in turn, hard to control
And now I've found myself in a pickle thanks to my sins and empty soul
This dirt is dry as bone and it hasn't rained for days
And all of the clouds up in the sky are blocking all of the sun's rays
Buried deep into the ground amidst the worms and dirt
Sits a lonely seed I found, I wonder what it's worth
I'll make this seed grow all on my own
Maybe the songs I sing are so I remember what life brings
Life sings its songs to me so I, I am not afraid
Well, I bet if these walls could talk they wouldn't
They wouldn't say anything at all
And I bet if these roots could walk they wouldn't
They would just stumble and they would fall
I can't let it go, this is my home
I'll make this seed grow all on my own
So maybe the songs I sing are so I remember what life brings
Life sings its songs to me so I, I am not afraid
Maybe the songs I sing are so I remember what life brings
Life sings its songs to me so I, I am not afraid