Treading the same Boards where I lay In only two years Such a long time to take Grows cold in our wake We are all from these folds on our way Home from one to the kitchen floor The glow has gone and the window's closed Go behold, we once lived here These yellow walls are all but bare Every breath that I've been through Every breath that I've seen Are forgotten for talking All the words that I mean Home from one to the kitchen floor The glow has gone and the window's closed Go behold, we once lived here These yellow walls are all but bare Grows cold in our wake We are all old for our age Moving strong with the wave We are all from these folds on our way Home from one to the kitchen floor The glow has gone and the window's closed Go behold, we once lived here These yellow walls are all but bare