The House
The Violet Hour Lyrics


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I don't think that I can stay
In the old house anymore
There's to many memories
Things live there no eyes can see
In the garden there's
No flowers ever grow there
The house is where I live
A place to take but not to give
Close the door

Did you not see the colours
Climbing up the window
Nor hitch a ride with Lucy
To see marshmallow skies
It starts to rain
But I can't find the rainbow
I leave the house
But there's nowhere to go

No one ever seems to call
The house must be too far away
I wish for yesterday
And all the things I had to say
I pack a suitcase and
Lock the door behind me
The house is better left




Without it's heart it stands bereft
Turn away

Overall Meaning

The Violet Hour's song "The House" portrays a deep sense of nostalgia while also touching on themes of loss and displacement. The singer in the song has grown tired of living in the old house, as it is filled with memories that they cannot bear to confront any longer. The house has become a place of taking rather than giving, and the singer feels suffocated by its presence. In the garden, nothing ever grows and the atmosphere is one of stagnation.


Despite this, the song still speaks to a certain sadness over leaving behind the house, as it represents a loss of the past. There are hints of magical realism in the lyrics, as the colors climb up the window and the singer imagines hitching a ride to see marshmallow skies. However, these images ultimately give way to reality as it starts to rain without a rainbow in sight. There is a sense of being stuck between two worlds, unable to move forward or go back.


The singer ultimately packs a suitcase and leaves, feeling as though the house is better left without them. There is a sense that the house will continue to stand, but without its heart. It is a poignant reminder of the bittersweet nature of leaving behind the past in order to move forward.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't think that I can stay
The singer is uncertain about their ability to continue living in the old house.


In the old house anymore
The singer feels they can no longer reside in the old house.


There's too many memories
Memories in the house have become overwhelming.


Things live there no eyes can see
There are hidden or intangible aspects of the house that affect the artist.


In the garden there's
The garden has become barren or dissatisfying.


No flowers ever grow there
The garden lacks life and vitality.


The house is where I live
The house is the singer's current residence.


A place to take but not to give
The house is a space that the artist takes up, but does not feel they contribute to.


Close the door
The artist is preparing to leave the house.


Did you not see the colours
The artist questions if others have noticed the beauty around them.


Climbing up the window
The singer alludes to the idea of nature's beauty being visible from a window.


Nor hitch a ride with Lucy
The artist suggests they may have missed out on opportunities or adventures.


To see marshmallow skies
The singer references a sky seen as a delightful and peaceful vision.


It starts to rain
The weather takes a turn for the worse.


But I can't find the rainbow
The singer is unable to find the bright side of their current situation.


I leave the house
The artist departs their current residence.


But there's nowhere to go
The artist feels adrift or aimless.


No one ever seems to call
The singer feels isolated from others.


The house must be too far away
Others may struggle to reach the singer's residence.


I wish for yesterday
The artist longs for a previous time or experience.


And all the things I had to say
The artist regrets not expressing themselves fully in the past.


I pack a suitcase and
The artist prepares to move on, likely for a new and unknown destination.


Lock the door behind me
The singer takes one final step to fully move on from their past residence.


The house is better left
The artist decides that leaving the house behind is for the best.


Without its heart it stands bereft
The house may have lost its vitality and spirit without the singer there.


Turn away
The singer makes a final, definitive choice to leave the past and move on.




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Alli Chastain


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That’s my music video. None of the 5 “The Violet Hours” described are my band. Facepalm.

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