Hugh Cornwell - House Of Sorrow lyrics

A dirty broom an empty room you'll never find a better tomb The pa**ing of a lasting chill a night a day and time stands still The walls just stand their stories cold they watch a history unfold The sink is dry the fat don't fry and still the reasons pa** you by When will the troubled soul descend and make amends? When will some laughter come alive? And walk inside walk inside walk inside A house of sorrow is a halfway house A house of sorrow is a halfway house The doors don't shut the pipes just froze the roof is cracked without a cause You feel the sadness everywhere you hear a creaking on the stair And just to liven up your day the spirit walks decides to stay She wakes inside your living room and suffocates you with her gloom When will the troubled soul descend and make amends? When will some laughter come alive And walk inside A house of sorrow is a halfway house A house of sorrow is a halfway house