House of Memories - Alive In Barcelona

As I sit here

With a dark fear

In a house of Memories

Of what your mean to me

And I wonder

As I stutter

Are faded pictures all that’s left for me?

But then I see

These walls start talking

«Close your eyes, don’t ask why, and just let go.»

If I do, I might just lose control

You’re gone and I know

That this house is not a home

This house is not a home

You’re gone and I know

No this house is not a home

Their whispers are the splinters

Reminding me, the pain that lies beneath

And makes me weak

These walls keep talking

So now it’s time to say goodbye to broken dreams

As we try to save a life with broken wings

These walls keep talking