Letra da Música Firewood de Thypoon

I went out to the neighborhood
I was looking for some firewood
I stole into a strangers home
and strange, still, became my own

I fell for mantle photographs
some distant vacation, some greener grass
a wife in white dress, myself in black
o little ghosts, ghosts, my future heart attacks

at night I press the window-pane
and set my lens across the lane
reflected room, o refracted flame
that is my home, home
that is where I came from

it's time I travel back to youth
to tell the life that's false from the life that is true
and if I borrowed love for you
I will pay my debts, I will start anew