Master's Tools

Feel the weight Of a wrought iron gate A familiar shape A familiar shape The stinging and the scrape The thought that keeps me awake A familiar hate A familiar hate This house is a graveyard It was built a long time ago Don't know how it got here But it's got a long way to go If I stay any longer I'll never leave Never find the door The sound of the rainfall Falling on the roof You can rest assured Nothing will get through Looking out the window Mirrors back my face I'm caught inside an echo Looking for escape This house is a graveyard It was built a long time ago Don't know how it got here But it's got a long way to go If I stay any longer I'll never leave Never find the door I just need some new tools To take it apart And start over again