Gardener and the Maid

Lyrics

The air is hanging heavy I hear the rocking of a chair The rooms are all so barren No, nothing could be there The curtains are hanging shredded Plaster's falling off the walls But the window's cracked and bleeding Blood's pouring down the halls But the gardener keeps on trimming And the maid keeps cleaning trays All around the house is rotting They don't watch as it decays The paper keeps on coming All the bills are paid on time They're content to call it harmony But nothing ever rhymes Perched by the crumbling fireplace The piano strikes a tune And is joined in by the voices Though no one's in the room Rain pelted all the windows The lightning struck the sky Although the plaster keeps on falling But the house will never die But the gardener keeps on trimming And the maid keeps cleaning trays All around the house is rotting They don't watch as it decays The paper keeps on coming All the bills are paid on time They're content to call it harmony But nothing ever rhymes