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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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