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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

(chorus)

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

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