Compositor: Patrick Wolf
There's a house 
By the rails that I know 
In a valley 
Of 
It's own 
With trains and bones 
And birds in the yard 
Where the wild 
Nettles 
Grow 
Growing over the door 
Growing up through the walls 
Growing up 
Growing over 
A treasure to be told 
So wave goodbye 
To living alone 
I think 
We've found 
Our home 
Let’s paint these walls 
And pull up the weeds 
And cast 
Our fevers 
In stone 
Growing out of the drugs 
Growing up through the night 
Growing up 
Growing older 
With treasure to be told 
I see us growing old 
I watch us growing old 
Together, together 
Together
