Song: House of Myths.
Come home from work, unlock the doors,
Take off your heels, begin your chores,
Keep remembering to put childish things aside.
Shake out the sheets and wash your hair,
And keep pretending you don't care
About the dreams and schemes and fairy tales that died.
Oh, but where is the girl who wished and wished
For a bone from the wall of the house of myths,
For a stone from the river that runs into the past?
Oh, where is the girl who dreamed and schemed,
Who was laughing even when she screamed...
Have daily demons buried her at last?
We are ghosts of who we used to be,
We are figments of our past.
Come home at last, put down your day,
Shake off your sighs, hide hope away,
Keep remembering to let sleeping dreamers lie.
Was this your choice, was this the price
Of living past your sacrifice?
Forget the fears and tears and how it really felt to fly...
Oh, but where is the girl who wished and wished
For a bone from the wall of the house of myths,
For a tale she could tell when the days went by too fast?
Oh, where is the girl who risked and ran,
Who replied to "no" with "I think I can"...
Have all those losses buried her at last?
We are ghosts of who we used to be,
We are figments of our past.
Come home to me, shrug off your chains,
Remember that some hope remains,
Keep remembering to wish on someone else's star.
Put down the burdens that aren't yours,
We've made it through the worst of wars,
We each must reach to learn that home's not far...
And you are the girl who wished and wished
For a bone from the wall of the house of myths,
And you are the girl coming home to me at last.
Oh, you are the girl who risked it all,
For before you fly, you must dare to fall-
Now leave that petty penance in the past.
We are ghosts of who we used to be,
We are coming home at last.
Take off your heels, begin your chores,
Keep remembering to put childish things aside.
Shake out the sheets and wash your hair,
And keep pretending you don't care
About the dreams and schemes and fairy tales that died.
Oh, but where is the girl who wished and wished
For a bone from the wall of the house of myths,
For a stone from the river that runs into the past?
Oh, where is the girl who dreamed and schemed,
Who was laughing even when she screamed...
Have daily demons buried her at last?
We are ghosts of who we used to be,
We are figments of our past.
Come home at last, put down your day,
Shake off your sighs, hide hope away,
Keep remembering to let sleeping dreamers lie.
Was this your choice, was this the price
Of living past your sacrifice?
Forget the fears and tears and how it really felt to fly...
Oh, but where is the girl who wished and wished
For a bone from the wall of the house of myths,
For a tale she could tell when the days went by too fast?
Oh, where is the girl who risked and ran,
Who replied to "no" with "I think I can"...
Have all those losses buried her at last?
We are ghosts of who we used to be,
We are figments of our past.
Come home to me, shrug off your chains,
Remember that some hope remains,
Keep remembering to wish on someone else's star.
Put down the burdens that aren't yours,
We've made it through the worst of wars,
We each must reach to learn that home's not far...
And you are the girl who wished and wished
For a bone from the wall of the house of myths,
And you are the girl coming home to me at last.
Oh, you are the girl who risked it all,
For before you fly, you must dare to fall-
Now leave that petty penance in the past.
We are ghosts of who we used to be,
We are coming home at last.