House of Flickering Lights

I’m running around again
I’m lost where you found me
There is a lot of fun here
Spirits a red and saintly

Snow starts falling
Somebody calls my name
I don’t know where I’m going
But in the end its all the same

I’ve found another lighthouse
And everyone’s invited
Going in and out
We are surrounded

The ceiling starts spinning
I’m on the floor again
It doesn’t really matter
In this house we are all the same

It’s getting dark out
Let’s go play in the rain

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