wake up and the kettle’s screaming floorboards talk and doors keep beating someone laughs in the next room over sunlight hits but we’re not sober plates collide, the radio’s playing no one hears what it’s saying shoes and coats are never sorted every day feels slightly distorted and it goes like this house never sleeps at night always loud, always alive every wall knows every sound we’re spinning fast, we’re falling down this house never stays in place running wild, no time to waste nothing clean, nothing calm but somehow it feels like home keys are lost, then found again voices rise and fall like rain someone sings off-key in the kitchen time just slips but no one listens we don’t stop, we don’t reset we just live without regret every mess becomes a story every scar a kind of glory and it goes like this house never sleeps at night always loud, always alive every wall knows every sound we’re spinning fast, we’re falling down this house never stays in place running wild, no time to waste nothing clean, nothing calm but somehow it feels like home (bridge) we don’t need silence we don’t need space we build our rhythm out of the chaos we make (final chorus) this house never sleeps at night burning slow, burning bright every crack lets the light through every moment feels brand new this house, yeah it pulls us in through the noise and through the din nothing perfect, nothing planned but it’s ours, and that’s enough