Hiding in the houses
Little yellow windows and dark front doors
Early in the morning I die for you sometimes
Theres something in the water and theres something in the magazines.
I was once a stone
I was once a storm cloud
Just before the lightning struck
Just before the lightning
Gather up the stones you found on the floor
Use them all to build a palace
You were the postman
You were the shadow on the windowsill
You were everyone who's ever lived and ever will
Just before the lightning struck
Just before the lightning
You found it on the floor
And turned it into thunder
Just before the lightning struck
Just before the lightning
Hiding in the houses
Little yellow windows and dark front doors
Early in the morning I die for you sometimes
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