Lyrics This House - Will Varley

Summer rain is getting dark
Emptiness were never part
Time of Rosemarie
Trapped by memories
Fairy Lights and plastic guns
Like two lovers on the run
Carport airplanes
At least in blood stain
I can hear the clock downstairs
Takes fear to be scared
I made a life for you
But you just rolled on through
Thats the last night
I give to you before I die
I'm not sorry that I,
I'm not sorry that I try
Thats the last time
Saw the light behind your eyes
Future's coming for us now
In this house
You can go your seperate ways
But these shadows will remain
This is hard without you
But it's no fun without you
Printed flies are black and white
Faded Jeans down much to tight
Boxes are broken strains
I left it with your things in
Died in harm and smartly dressed