We’ll build this home with stones
From the mountains in our bones
Of the love that seeps through our skin
We’ll leave a few cracks to let light in.
Through the days we’ll hang our years
On the walls if we tremble in fear
And the nights we’ll burn our lights
To bring home all the birds on flight.
With every memory on the floor
We’ll sleep on behind the open doors
To welcome our pieces that had gone
To let them in before the last dawn.
We’ll wash it with our last tears
Of the laughter that’ll bring us near
To all that we were when we were kids
And remember all that we ever did.
And our hearts will rest in embrace
In our chests they’ll still race
In the comfort and warmth of these walls
In the winters, in the summers, in the falls.
And one day we’ll close our eyes
Under the roof of the mountains wise
We’ll sleep just for one last time
With all that is yours and mine.