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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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