Letra de This House - King Crimson

This house, this house is empty now
These room echo with the ghosts of words
These walls that no one could pull down
Are crumbling and falling apart

Windows framed in snowfall
Summer is without end
Voices in the garden
When the failing light descends

Come to us, oh
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Somehow

Somehow
This house is empty now
These room still echo, oh

This house, this house, this house