Sarah's House (Jul 30 @ 12:58 PM)

art rock, lo-fi math rock, 92 BPM, 7/8 groove, whispered female vocals, spoken-word bridge

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[Verse 1]

[solo baritone female vocals]
From where I stand they seem to have more
And still the floorboards claim them all the same
How Sarah's house was so nice
Always puzzled me

[Verse 2]
Sarah walked barefoot in the house she shared with her mom
And her sister, even on the day they took her sister away
The laundry hung out in the back
The heat wasn't on
There were mostly only beds and even their mattresses were not stained
And a few old chairs
The wooden floor was clean and painted white
White sheets on the windows
But it always looked clean

[Chorus]
Sarah's house was clean
There was no food in the refrigerator
Almost devoid of signs of life
Barely dishes in the cupboard
But they always looked clean
In Sarah's house, even in the presence of death
Sarah's house looked clean

[Verse 3]
The sun never shines on the laundry hanging
In the winter outside Sarah's house
The house told nothing of the secrets going on in Sarah's house
Nothing a white coat of paint couldn't tone down

[Verse 4]
Sarah's mom was arrested yet again
Mine at least stayed out of jail
But their house was always so clean
So respectably clean
And I couldn't help but admire
Sarah's house
Sarah's house

[Verse 5]
Sarah has a server in the room beside the bed
She is building websites to keep a roof over her family's head
The ghost of her sister is blue
In the room she doesn't go there
The bare lightbulb is blown
And she walks across the kitchen barefoot on the white painted floor
Of the unheated house

[Verse 6]
Sometimes the pipes break in winter
But the landlord always fixes it
There's no unfriendly exchanges and the rent is always on time
She still lives there, I think she still lives there
In that house without hot water yet it still stays clean

[Outro]
There are no goodbyes in Sarah's house
The living room and living ghost of her mother
Came home and then passed through
And without many words she became a memory in the floor
Ghost never stain the floorboards of Sarah's house
Their blue lips never stain the floorboards blue
Chlorine doesn't make ghosts go away
And the frail sleeping demons wistfully remembering
How it might have felt living in Sarah's house
I tear up just a little thinking about the ghost living inside
The painted floorboards of Sarah's house

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[Verse 1] [solo baritone female vocals] From where I stand they seem to have more And still the floorboards claim them all the same How Sarah's house was so nice Always puzzled me [Verse 2] Sarah walked barefoot in the house she shared with her mom And her sister, even on the day they took her sister away The laundry hung out in the back The heat wasn't on There were mostly only beds and even their mattresses were not stained And a few old chairs The wooden floor was clean and painted white White sheets on the windows But it always looked clean [Chorus] Sarah's house was clean There was no food in the refrigerator Almost devoid of signs of life Barely dishes in the cupboard But they always looked clean In Sarah's house, even in the presence of death Sarah's house looked clean [Verse 3] The sun never shines on the laundry hanging In the winter outside Sarah's house The house told nothing of the secrets going on in Sarah's house Nothing a white coat of paint couldn't tone down [Verse 4] Sarah's mom was arrested yet again Mine at least stayed out of jail But their house was always so clean So respectably clean And I couldn't help but admire Sarah's house Sarah's house [Verse 5] Sarah has a server in the room beside the bed She is building websites to keep a roof over her family's head The ghost of her sister is blue In the room she doesn't go there The bare lightbulb is blown And she walks across the kitchen barefoot on the white painted floor Of the unheated house [Verse 6] Sometimes the pipes break in winter But the landlord always fixes it There's no unfriendly exchanges and the rent is always on time She still lives there, I think she still lives there In that house without hot water yet it still stays clean [Outro] There are no goodbyes in Sarah's house The living room and living ghost of her mother Came home and then passed through And without many words she became a memory in the floor Ghost never stain the floorboards of Sarah's house Their blue lips never stain the floorboards blue Chlorine doesn't make ghosts go away And the frail sleeping demons wistfully remembering How it might have felt living in Sarah's house I tear up just a little thinking about the ghost living inside The painted floorboards of Sarah's house

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