Old House

I'm getting older with the walls Of a house that seems so small From the inside I do recall When this closet was a hall I'm getting older and I find Places grow inside your mind When the river lost it's wind Looking a lot more like a spine Looking a lot more like a spine Looking a lot more like a spine And there was a time When all this was all there was I borrowed your name for fun And did well in school But people change Parents get first names People get insurance claims And we do too And we do too I'm getting older and it seems There are seasons to our seams Stretching out to compensate Getting closer But there was a time When all this was all there was I borrowed your name for fun And did well in school But people change Parents get first names People get insurance claims And we do too Yeah we do too And we do too And we walk The same old circles And we walk The same old roads Cause we don't count Days like numbers No we don't count Things that matter We're just here But it's not all we've ever been You had a dream Where did our hope go I thought that I'd know Where did your lights go