Lyrics

I see the bricks you bake I see the wood you saw I love to watch you Toil in the clattering dawn I baked our bread And made our milk And now I feed the fleas As the worms are oozing silk Don't stop to think now Or even breathe Cause when we're like this Our souls don't dare to leave I see in snapshots Click clack click clack doo Can you see the point In how much I like you? CHORUS I want to be a family I want to be a home I want to keep you in a cave And never let you go I want to be the map you read The basket for the bone I want to be the hand that feeds I want to be a home Your home Tin cans and grapevines Growing at our door The bustling ants nest Seeping through the floor One hundred soldiers Marching down our road Each with a letter on his back To spell a secret code I see the mud you make I see the mess we're in I want to end with a smile Cause that's how we begin CHORUS