text: This house that I live in has no reason
  This house that I sleep in has no purpose
  It has a bed and a few old chairs
  Three flights up, two flights of stairs
  But it has no reason
  Then someone shot through the tyre swing
  The dogs barked and bayed in the winter and spring
  And the ivy that hung now sadly clings
  To a dying season
  And I cry at night when the lights go out
  And the green eyes fuse and the full moon shouts
  From road maps and red lines to lipstick lies
  And when the lights go out its tought to survive
  This man holds a hand that shows a tremble
  This man that I live in bears his faults
  He has a heart and a well worn soul
  Ten years a slave to Rock And Roll
  But he has to tremble
  For the yellow grass on the sun burnt lawn
  Sleeps in her seeds from the sunset to dawn
  And just like your love thats come and gone
  It goes on breathing