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Two Story House
You see it your way and I see it mine
It all came apart like an old piece of twine
That fell to the floor
I listen to voices that won't go away
The echo of children where they used to play
And wait with my bags by the door
(chorus)
If these walls could talk, maybe the truth would get out
The way it stands now, the one thing we don't fight about
Its time that I left this two story house
I wanted one thing and you wanted more
But nobody wanted what we had before
Why nobody knows
I follow the wall to the top of the stairs
And look at the photographs still hanging there
From so long ago
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And everyone wonders how something so right goes so wrong
Like a puzzle with pieces that won't go back where they belong
You see it your way and I see it mine
It all came apart like an old piece of twine
Now the taxi's outside
No one's a sinner and no one's a saint
I guess this old house needs a new coat of paint
And new stories to hide
(chorus)
Ray Lambiase vocal, acoustic guitar
Kate Corrigan vocals
John Kribs acoustic lead guitar
Orion Kribs mandolin
Mark Mancini piano
Jim Uhl bass
John Widgren pedal steel