Patrick Wolf House
Oh I love this house I love this house
Gives me the greatest peace I've ever known
Oh I love to hear those conkers fall
Smash them on in Suffolk stone.
And I love to hear you'd live with me
Gives me the greatest peace I've ever known
'Cause I've been too long a lonely man
Yes, I've been too long a rolling stone.
So let seasons turn
Grow paradise garden
And to my migration
The native has returned
Oh I love the curling of your hair
Gives me the greatest peace I've ever known
And I see a Dylan Thomas in your face
Reciting Butler Yeats in your grace
Your grace
Your grace
Oh let seasons turn
Grow paradise garden
And to my migration
The native has returned
Returned
Returned
And if I had to die today
Scatter my ashes on this place
And I'll live on in your grieving heart
But until that day that we depart
Oh this is the greatest peace I've ever known
Oh the greatest peace I've ever known
Oh the greatest peace I've ever known
Oh, little love makes house a home
Home
Home
Home
This house is home.
Home.
