To Build a Home
The Cinematic Orchestra (Remix) Lyrics

There is a house built out of stone
In this place, there exists a structure constructed with solid rock.

Wooden floors, walls and window sills
The interior of this building is made up of timber flooring, walls, and window frames.

Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust
The furniture here appears aged from constant use and neglected for some time.

This is a place where I don't feel alone
This location provides me with a sense of companionship and belonging.

This is a place where I feel at home
Within these walls, there's a sense of comfort and familiarity that makes me feel like I belong here.

'Cause, I built a home
I created a space with my own hands and efforts.

For you
This home was built with someone else in mind.

For me
At the same time, I gained something from this creation.

Until it disappeared
This special place eventually went away.

From me
I lost possession of this space.

From you
The other person who this home was built for also lost ownership.

And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust
It's time to move on from this lost home and let it become a distant memory.

Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
Somewhere in this garden, we once placed tiny seeds that grew into something significant.

There is a tree as old as me
A tree within this garden has aged alongside me.

Branches were sewn by the color of green
The branches of this tree are adorned with lush greenery.

Ground had arose and passed its knees
Over time, the earth surrounding this tree has built up and risen higher than the base of the tree.

By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I scaled this tree by grabbing onto its rough, textured bark.

I climbed the tree to see the world
From the top of this tree, I could take a different perspective and view the world from a higher vantage point.

When the gusts came around to blow me down
Strong winds blew around me, threatening to knock me out of this elevated position.

I held on as tightly as you held onto me
In the same way that someone else once held onto me tightly in comfort, I did the same with the tree.

And, I built a home
Again, I created another place to call my own.

Until it disappeared
Once again, this locale didn't last forever and went away.

From me
I lost control over the ownership of this space.

From you
The person who this home was created for also lost control over its ownership.

And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust
It's time to move on from this lost home and let it turn to a distant memory.