Prayer is the bell jar you put over this goodbye
I'd rather leave this embrace between you and I
Let's lock out the bearded old man in the nightgown
He can tap against the glass but I'm not coming out
I build bridges with these arms, I will not build a fortress
In the circle around the kitchen table I say my amen
Because I feel blessed

Secretly hoping while joining hands
That you can't feel my trembling fingertips
If I sign this piece of paper do I sell my soul along with my duties
We won't put our money where your catholic mouth is
Even though the teeth are long gone
There's still bone beneath the gums

And there's a lot of potential in a mighty mighty organ
And they told us not to clap and we clap as loud as we can
Because the reverb in those holy halls is like a long lost friend
He keeps hitting the walls and comes all the way back,
back again, back, back again, back, back again

I want trees instead of gravestones and nothing to confess
I got a soft spot for your ancient books of horror stories
I got a music in my ears from long long ago and far far away
And I still hum it's tune
How could I ever believe every word it says to me

We follow our own steps while our shadows keep watching us
Our own steps while our shadows keep watching us
Our own steps while our shadows keep watching us
Our own steps while our shadows keep watching us
Our own steps while our shadows keep watching us
Our own steps while our shadows keep watching us
Our own steps while our shadows keep watching us
The wrong steps would be not to start this exodus
The wrong steps would be not to start this exodus


Lyrics submitted by feathersandtwine, edited by snimpani

Big Houses song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain