This House - Descendants of Cain, Wayne Hussey

In this house that we’ve built

A cage by design

To keep all our things

The things that we hide

Now the attic is filled with lustrous prose

And the downstairs there are children

Breaking the windows

In this house that we built

Now you tamed all the horses

And you’ve made us official

Now nothing is wild and no one is special

Untie them all

(From this house we built)

In this house that we built

A gate by admission

Made of rafters of bone

And the walls are ambition

Where the young can grow lonely

To the sound of our voice

And the fields have become stony

And the deserts rejoice

Around this house that we built

Now you tamed all the horses

And you’ve made us official

Now nothing is wild and no one is special

Unite them all

(From this house we built)

Now you tamed all the horses

And you’ve made us official

Now nothing is wild and no one is special