"Black Houses" as written by Robert James Grey, Stephen James Walker, Michael Frances Conroy, Gary Frances Mcdowell and Richard Ian Brown....
Sunday morning, the sun is shining, peacefully
Ball games in the park, joyfully
The car's being cleaned again, the grass is mowed
A sudden feeling, the wind is building, the clouds are forming
I tried to move
I tried to think
I tried to live

The format's changing, the colours different, breathing in
Concentrated, ? , touch my skin
Turned the tap off, stumbled backwards, my mind exploded
A distant rumbling, my body's aching, my eyes are burning
I tried to move
I tried to think
I tried to live

White houses last longer
They go in the end
?
?
Go to the baby in a black house
Read all about it, read all about it, read all about it, read all about it
Move to the coast
Keep to your community, keep to your community,
Keep to your community, keep to your community,
You can't take it with you
Religion can't help, religion can't help, religion can't help, religion
Can't help

Sunday morning, the sun is shining, peacefully
Ball games in the park, joyfully
The car's being cleaned again, the grass is mowed
A sudden feeling, the wind is building, the clouds are forming
I tried to move
I tried to think
I tried to live


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"Black Houses" as written by Michael Frances Conroy Gary Frances Mcdowell

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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