Health

How important is it to you If our house that's made out of wood Falls down Was it me who sent you away? From our garden made out of clay To search for new terrain For spaces made from Other houses built out of stone There's a light on nobody's home To welcome you From the darkness down by the road And nurture you back to Heady foreman at the trigger Swimming backwards up the river From the coastline to deliver Certainty, honestly Who could be what you're waiting for Who could want you more How important was it to you Other faces come around If our house and our avenue Were to crumble down to the ground And cover you And cut into And nurture you back to health