Old Coats

Old coats and furniture out on the front porch someone left there

This house is breathing relief through its curtains and tile squares

Ghosts in the cellar, they come and they go as they want to

Feel how the pain of a stranger can linger and haunt you

She wore the dress he adored made of gingham and violet

Hash on the window sill, left from the first time they tried it

She was laid down in the garden the seventh of August

He stayed a few days and followed her just as he promised

All the way down

All the way down

Old coats and furniture out on the front porch someone left there

This house is breathing relief through its curtains and tile squares

Ghosts in the cellar, they come and they go as they want to

Feel how the pain of a stranger can linger and haunt you

All the way down

All the way down