The House I Grew Up In

When I die, I will find

A warmer light in the hallway

You'll carry me, I'll fall asleep

Under the sheets in my bedroom

In the house I grew up in

Dirty feet and bruised-up skin

God is everywhere

My walls are never bare

The windowsill, my dad is still

I always will know the best hiding spot

Christmas lights and sleepless nights

Where I would fight my mom and sleep in her bed

The same bed

In the house I grew up in

Dirty feet and bruised-up skin

God is everything

From the cups to the backyard grave

When I die, I will find

A warmer light in the hallway

You'll carry me, I'll fall asleep

Under the sheets in my bedroom

When I die, I will find

A warmer light in the hallway

In the house I grew up in

Dirty feet and bruised-up skin

God is everywhere

And my ghost sits on the stairs, mm-mm