there's a face on the door
of a house in the rain
there's a face on the door
of a house in the rain
on a street in my town
carved in wood over the frame
all the people will come
and admire at the gate
as the face sheds a tear
for the long and lonely wait
oh no, oh no
the house of souls, it's calling you home
hear the ringing in your ear
it's known you all these years
come back to sacramento
one day you'll die going into the light
and you'll find yourself right here
turn the doorknob without fear
you were always coming here
since the day your soul appeared
half lion, half man
the cain and abel (???)
they all look out through those eyes
the first to live, the last to die
the visage of eternal rest
the gaze of every single guest
they count the breaths we have left
at the threshold of death
you can hear them sing
when the veil is thin
a song we all know no matter
what time we're living in
then the face on the door
i will one day wear
and at night you'll hear me singing
because i'll be living there
the house of souls, it's calling you home
hear the ringing in your ear
it's known you all these years
come back to sacramento
one day you'll die going into the light
and you'll find yourself right here
turn the doorknob without fear
you were always coming here

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