Seems we're building a house With words that fell like stones from our mouths Which side of the door did we land When our soft hands Drew up these plans How warm your eyes from the window With my bags on my back Standing below How cruel it can feel when the breeze blows And I'm tucked in this bed In this head Seems we're putting up walls Built from time and tricks learnt in previous wars How could we have been so terribly sure We wouldn't lock ourselves in Like we've both done before How warm your eyes from the window With my bags on my back Standing below How cruel it can feel when the breeze blows And I'm tucked in this bed In this head How to move these Bricks like bones This skull a ceiling A garden so green In a picture book A TV screen Read to me about my feelings I'll fall asleep and dream of leaving When I wake will you believe me Where's the key And why do you need it