Not Quite A Home - The Panics

In Summer when the storm begins

I’m on the outside looking in

By the warm glow of the lamp

She is shadow and the window is thin

Found our room made of stone

Just one of many in a row

Have I said that I would leave

For I’m nothing if I’m something you own

At her place by the Thames

Watched the sailed ships come in

Laid her clothes on the bed

Saw the sky opening

Wide open, inside

I don’t let you hide

But you don’t, don’t wanna recognise

But you don’t, don’t wanna recognise

I thought I never would belong

So I looked back where I was born

Where the paint is always peeling

And the fires left sweeping up alone

I had traced back again

With a chain on a limb

I am there when it’s dark

I’m outside looking in

Wide open, inside

I don’t let you hide

But you don’t, don’t wanna recognise

But you don’t, don’t wanna recognise

Before a time there was no change

And the colours stayed the same

I live there down below

But it’s not quite a home

Wide open, inside

I don’t let you hide

But you don’t, don’t wanna recognise

But you don’t, don’t wanna recognise