Letra da Música: My Fathers House - Carptree

Your smile bears witness of
That once or twice
Good came your way
Although it’s very distant now
But dripping drops they made
The empty cup flow over
And ate away your armour
It casts itself aside
It casts itself aside
And i hear
The things it does to you

Your own statistics
All the evidence collected
All point to one conclusion
You don’t believe – you know
That you have little worth
And now your last defence
Casts itself aside
It casts itself aside
And i hear
The things it does to you

Dismantled step by step
Like the peeling of an onion you found
No pip, no core, no nothing
But i see that twitching muscle
Out in the open
As the remnants of resistance
Cast itself aside
It casts itself aside
And i hear
The things it does to you

Whenever you’re all outside yourself
Whenever you’re all beside yourself
Clinging onto the only way
Whenever you’re all outside yourself
Whenever your all beside yourself
Clinging onto the only way
The comforting thoughts of many rooms
In my fathers house
Has many rooms
My fathers house
Has many rooms……

It casts itself aside
It casts itself aside
And i hear
The things it does to you

But dripping drops they made
The empty cup flow over
And ate away your armour
My fathers house