HOUSES SING

There’s signs in all the yards with a price tag and a plea
Can’t you hear them houses sing? (x2)
And I can see my daughter swinging in the shade of every tree
Can’t you hear them houses sing? (x2)
And I can move a mountain when the mountain moves in me
And I can hear them houses sing, I can hear them houses sing

Every building tells a story, every builder holds a pen
Can’t you hear them houses sing? (x2)
They only tell beginnings, they’re yours to tell the end
Can’t you hear them houses sing? (x2)
And I can move a mountain when the mountain moves in me
And I can hear them houses sing, I can hear them houses sing

If there’s limestone ‘neath the pylons, that’s stone enough for me
Can’t you hear them houses sing? (x2)
Cause I’m cracked in all the places I expect my steps should be
Can’t you hear them houses sing? (x2)

They sing like tired children, they just sing the things they know
Then they sink into your arms until your dreams become their own
But the only thing that stands between the houses and the homes
Is a mountain top, an old steel pail, and thirty years of stones

So all you quarrymen and miners, you family men and friends
Can’t you hear them houses sing? (x2)
I’m here to move a mountain, I’m here to make a man
Can’t you hear them houses sing? (x2)
Cause I can move a mountain when the mountain moves in me
And I can hear them houses sing
Can’t you hear them houses sing?


Copyright 2010. Words and music by Danny Schmidt.