The Quiet House

Rain a plague of drowning days

Grey and cold

Time in time she went away

Truth untold



Down the road through the gate

Here are flowers moss and stone

Clear the path to the door

The quiet house is now her own



Safe the secrets that she knew

Still we learned

Hope just like a garden grew

She returned



Down the road through the gate

Here are flowers moss and stone

Clear the path to the door

The quiet house is now her own



Down the road through the gate

Here are flowers moss and stone

Clear the path to the door

The quiet house is now her own



Something is ending something beginning



There in the dark of the woods

Chasing light through the trees

We ran as fast as we could

'Till she stopped suddenly

Warm was her breath on my skin

As she kissed me and cried

Then she disappeared from within

To a place she could hide



Now there's a hole in the night

Where her light used to be

So I light a candle and wait

And I pray she is free



She is free

Down the road in the Quiet House

Down the road in the Quiet House

She is free

Down the road in the Quiet House



Down the road through the gate

Here are flowers moss and stone

Clear the path to the door

The quiet house is now her own



Down the road through the gate

Here are flowers moss and stone

Clear the path to the door

The quiet house is now her own



Down the road through the gate

Here are flowers moss and stone

Clear the path to the door

The quiet house is now her own