To Build A Home

There is a house built out of stone

Wooden floors, walls and windowsills

Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust

This is a place where I don't feel alone

This is a place where I feel at home

And I built a home

For you, for me

Until it disappeared

From me, from you

And now it's time to live and turn to dust

Out in the garden where we planted the seeds

There is a tree as old as me

Branches were sewn by the color of green

Ground had arose and passed its knees

By the cracks of the skin, I climbed to the top

I climbed the tree to see the world

When the gusts came around to blow me down

Held on as tightly as you held on to me

Held on as tightly as you held on to me

And I built a home

For you, for me

Until it disappeared

From me, from you

And now it's time to leave and turn to dust