I walked through the house we built Saw the life I left behind Ivory paint cracked and peeled on the walls The hydrangea and red rose Strangled by vines, ooh
I don’t live here anymore I don’t live here anymore
All the ashes of our days are ether and wood All the ashes of our days are ether and wood
Next thing I knew, her spirit called She took shelter in my womb And I felt her tiny feet kick me from the inside And when I looked into her dark eyes She couldn’t help but cry – ooh
I don’t live there anymore I don’t live there anymore
All the ashes of our days are ether and wood All the ashes of our days are ether and wood