2/28/2012

That House

There's a lonely little home
Way out in the back
Just a shady bungalow
Off that beaten track
That where the beer taps
Never stopped flowing
They always got a pound on stash
And twenty more growing
And any passersby
Don't even realize
All the secrets that it's keepin'
Hidden from their eyes

There's a party starting there
Every single day
Each so fun
That everyone
Who came decides to stay
Songs are played 
That no one knows
They sing along 
And tap their toes
And any passersby
Won't even realize
That every door is unlocked
And they're all welcome inside

Well there's a lonely little home
I'd show you if I could
But all I really know
Is that it's somewhere in the woods
And why would I be here
In a world so thick with fear
If I could join the endless fun
With the rest who disappeared

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