| Sometimes the earth crumbles, beneath our floor
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| Sometime the wind whisp, across these doors
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| Sometimes the world outside, is down against these walls
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| We got three bedrooms, for the little blonde people
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| My all, these angels against all evil
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| We got, faith patron saints playing the songs
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| Yeah I’ll take this house, and anything
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| Against the hardest rain, on the longest night
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| And I love this time, can’t wait to see how it all works out
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| You can keep your mansions for the money, and I
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| Cause I’ll take this house
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| Oh like everything else, it ain’t perfect
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| We got the demands, but it’s always worth it
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| Don’t look like much, but it’ll be here when I’m gone
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| Yeah take this house, it ain’t perfect
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| I got an army of angels, and it’s always worth it
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| Don’t look like much, but it’ll be here when I’m gone
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| Take this house |