Housekeeper Lyrics

Headlights chase the shadows away

Like approaching heatwaves on the road on your way

To a place tbd tbh you don't know

To a house on a hill you hope you can call home

All this to say I'm confused where to be

I mess up everyday and I fall on my knees

As my dream starts to fade and I yearn just to cry

'Cause I know what you did and I wanna show I tried

Hey hey hey

How have you been

I know you fell and I haven't seen your face since

This road isn't just some old cliche

It's a journey where two can find a way

This house is a sum-up of choices

Listen close to the joyous sound of a grateful people's voices

Isn't it strange that the Housekeeper's the one who's making the most joyful noise

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Walking on the road feet hurting something awful

Then my footsteps turn into a stagger and a topple

And I cry out fearful of the impact ahead

Then someone grabs my arm and I lift up my head

Hallucinating possibly, 'cause I can see it's only me

And yet I'm back up on my feet the help was there the sight empty

I crest the hill up to the house the Housekeeper is smiling

The door is open I tell him the very thing I didn't see

Hey hey hey

How did it go

I already know but I wanna hear from your soul

This road isn't just some old cliche

It's a journey where two were meant to find a way

This house is so full of lone travelers

But the lonely can't stay they had someone looking after

Isn't it strange that the Housekeeper's the one who rarely will stay

I walked inside with him and saw others too

The pain all behind and a feeling that's new

That I can't describe though I felt I could rest

The Housekeeper led me right into his chest

And I cried

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Hey hey hey

Didn't you hear

You're never alone you'll always have the Keeper near

This road isn't just some old cliche

It's a journey where two have found a way

This house is a sum-up of choices

Listen close to the joyous sound of a grateful people's voices

Isn't it strange that the Housekeeper's the one who's making the most joyful noise