Paper House
We lended our heavy hearts
Motors with broken parts
We had a deck of cards, it was a start
We'd sit out in the sun
And wait for our skin to turn
You would ask for truth
And I'd look for something to burn, burn
Oh, we walked in a hallowed place back then
On the edge of Dublin, the edge of May and June
Oh, to live in a paper house again
Where we grew by the light of the moon
Often we took the train
The sky pacing white to grey
When you or I would leave
And the other would stay
And we were all that we had
And breathed in each others words
I would ask for truth
And you'd look for something to burn, burn
Oh, we walked in a hallowed place back then
On the edge of Dublin, the edge of May and June
Oh, to live in a paper house again
Where we grew by the light of the moon
You were much younger then
Younger than I am now
I still keep as much an eye as the wires allow
I still keep as much an eye as the wires allow
Oh, we walked in a hallowed place back then
On the edge of Dublin, the edge of May and June
Oh, to live in a paper house again
Where we grew by the light of the moon
Oh, you know what you are to me
And you know you will always be
Motors with broken parts
We had a deck of cards, it was a start
We'd sit out in the sun
And wait for our skin to turn
You would ask for truth
And I'd look for something to burn, burn
Oh, we walked in a hallowed place back then
On the edge of Dublin, the edge of May and June
Oh, to live in a paper house again
Where we grew by the light of the moon
Often we took the train
The sky pacing white to grey
When you or I would leave
And the other would stay
And we were all that we had
And breathed in each others words
I would ask for truth
And you'd look for something to burn, burn
Oh, we walked in a hallowed place back then
On the edge of Dublin, the edge of May and June
Oh, to live in a paper house again
Where we grew by the light of the moon
You were much younger then
Younger than I am now
I still keep as much an eye as the wires allow
I still keep as much an eye as the wires allow
Oh, we walked in a hallowed place back then
On the edge of Dublin, the edge of May and June
Oh, to live in a paper house again
Where we grew by the light of the moon
Oh, you know what you are to me
And you know you will always be
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Writer(s): Lisa Margaret Hannigan
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