Lyrics By: J.G. Argo ©2026 Inspired by a dream. [Intro] Some houses disappear. Some fall into dust and silence. But some places… keep building themselves inside us. Night loosens the road behind me The air remembers my steps Somewhere ahead of silence An old house waits in the dark I walk back to the house I remember wood older than my name wind in the rafters moving slowly like it remembers why I came Aunt and Uncle in the doorway talking gently of the land they say they have no plans for leaving as if the past still holds its ground Behind the house the frame is rising quiet beams against the sky no shouting crews or pounding hammers just a shape that’s growing wide The place continues beyond the rooms I know Soil breathing under footsteps summer light from years ago the boy I was is somewhere listening deep within the roots below Behind the house the frame keeps widening rooms I never walked before a map unfolding in the silence like a deeper inner door The place continues beyond the rooms I know Now the yard begins to bend around me distance folding into air not fear but quiet recognition that another world is there The house is not abandoned the house is not the same something in the hidden chambers keeps expanding through my name The place continues beyond the rooms I know Morning comes before the answer before the meaning settles slow but somewhere past the edge of memory new foundations start to grow The place continues beyond the rooms I know