"The Armoire" lyrics
The armoire
That you found by the dumpster
While visiting your sister
It looks fine
In the living room where
The others you've rescued
Go to die
That old mirror by the bed
Without much of anything
To reflect
Save for a few holes
In a crippled bed post
Shadows that don't move
Cobwebs in the corner
A dead spider on the wall
Well, I'm home
But I'm not home
Boxes in the basement
That were spared
From rising waters
Discarded blood-stained
Drum skins and sticks
Rest on your mother's mattress
Well, I'm home
And somehow while I was gone
This house I'd left for dead had lingered on
Well, I'm home
With my own family in tow
And everything's the same
But different
And I'm home again
But the devil knows I'm born again
And I can't hold these walls up on my own
That you found by the dumpster
While visiting your sister
It looks fine
In the living room where
The others you've rescued
Go to die
That old mirror by the bed
Without much of anything
To reflect
Save for a few holes
In a crippled bed post
Shadows that don't move
Cobwebs in the corner
A dead spider on the wall
Well, I'm home
But I'm not home
Boxes in the basement
That were spared
From rising waters
Discarded blood-stained
Drum skins and sticks
Rest on your mother's mattress
Well, I'm home
And somehow while I was gone
This house I'd left for dead had lingered on
Well, I'm home
With my own family in tow
And everything's the same
But different
And I'm home again
But the devil knows I'm born again
And I can't hold these walls up on my own
