Lyrics The Red Door - Restorations

The Red Door

Feel my pulse pick up with
Every building that’s built
Haven’t we all felt a little
A little in between before?
What remains?
Every corner, a new name
What remains?
Every corner, a new name
Rolled a three-sided die
High above the phone line
She says, «Don't be so cynical
This might all be a miracle»
What remains?
Every corner, a new name
What remains?
Every corner, a new name
What remains?
Every corner, a new name
What remains?
Every corner, a new name
All I want is to see you comfortable
In your own skin
In your own way
All I want is to see you comfortable
In your own skin
In your own way
All I want is to see you comfortable
In your own skin
In your own way
You come up for air and they’re gone
A letter nailed to the door
And you’ve learned to live with that
It’s how you learned to live
What remains?
Every corner, a new name
What remains?
Every corner, a new name
What remains?
Every corner, a new name
What remains?
Yeah, you’d burn it down, too