There was a house
On a hidden street
With a fence
And a rock
Where dreams settled
Those dreams drifted
And they drifted to a new door
A new hope
Reached the horizon
Coloured tips and fallen twigs
The house crept back
Beckoning him
To come home
Come home to the empty blue
And warm brown
One key turned into two
One bed was not enough
More gifts to compensate
For special days split
Tears piled up like bills
Empty pens and stripped hearts
That house
Not to be left behind
Assured she didn't exist
It all built and grew
Until one roof wasn't enough
To avoid the fifteen years
They put into a blackhole
