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
The sun once shone through the tire swing
The dogs barked and bayed in the winter and spring
The sun once shone through the tire swing
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 it's tough to survive
This man holds a hand that shows a tremble
This man that I live in bears his thoughts
He has a heart
And a well-worn soul
Ten years a slave
To rock and roll
And now
But it has to tremble
For the yellow grass of a sunburned lawn
Sleeps in her seed from the sunset to dawn
And just like your love that's come and gone
It goes on breathing
And I cry at night when the lights go out
And the green eyes fuse and the full moon shouts
From roadmaps and red lines to lipstick lies
And when the lights go out it's tough to survive
And when the lights go out it's tough to survive