This Quiet House Lyrics

This quiet house

We sit alone

Reminiscing days gone by you turn the music on

We go dancing ourselves round, this old floor again

And the memory's deep

The song lifts me high

And it carries me on

Oh we already saved all our graces

In pictures and pages, and papers that faded

And oh, these angels we raised

They went chasing the stars in their eyes

So, it's just this old house me and you

A ray of sun

On this winter morn

With the weight of days gone by

The clock keeps ticking on

We go rattling down, this old road with our

Tired feet

We got some tattered clothes

You grab my hand, you pull me up

You resurrect these bones

We go walking ourselves down

This old road again

When the river was deep

And the mountain too high

You would carry me on

When the river is deep

And the mountain too high

I will carry you on

I saw it in a picture show

If we're not busy living then we're busy dying

And I can't sweep you off your feet anymore

But that won't stop me from tryin'

Oh, these angels we raised

They went straight from our hearts to our hands

Into the wide-open blue

And oh, these angels we raised

They went chasing the stars in their eyes

But they always come back, for you