Old Houses, Empty Fields

Floating up the river
Lantern in my hand
Living in Louisiana
Living as a man

Lovers lost in Naples
A bakers son in France
I became a century old
As I began to dance

Old houses
Empty fields
These lives I'll never live
I feel them so softly
Like a kiss you'll never give

Old houses
Empty fields
These lives I'll never live
I feel them so softly
Like a kiss you'll never give

I stumbled down a mountain
My watch had stopped its hand
You laughed inside the salty air
My shoes filled up with sand

Barefoot running in a market
Seeing you by chance
We became a century old
As we began to dance

Old houses
Empty fields
These lives I'll never live
I feel them so softly
Like a kiss you'll never give

Old houses
Empty fields
These lives I'll never live
I feel them so softly
Like a kiss you'll never give

Where did all the time go?
It's laying on the floor
I don't know the half of it anymore
Where did all the time go
It's laying on the floor
Postcards to who I was
Before
On the door
On the door

Old houses
Empty fields
These lives I'll never live
I feel them so softly
Like a kiss you'll never give

Old houses
Empty fields
These lives I'll never live
I feel them so softly
Like a kiss you'll never give