She comes home late at night
To no one, once again
The boxes line the hall
There's still so much to do
His change still on the dresser
That she'll never have the heart to ever use
All of our best laid plans
Washed away like plastic in the sand
All down to smoke and ash
Sitting at a table in a house up for sale
Haven't we all felt this bad?
Empty houses know we have
He walks through the door
And almost calls her name
He stays up late again at night, watching the news
He's kinder to his family
Oh, there's not much more his heart can stand to lose
All that he's ever known
Collapsing into echoes of a home
All down to smoke and ash
Blowing through the trees
In a field that's not your own
Haven't we all felt this sad?
Empty houses know we have
And so, the angry people, feeling separate and small
Suffering themselves over nothing at all
While others stand in grocery lines
Trying so hard just to breathe
Flickering a light to you and me
All of our best laid plans
Falling through, like water in our hands
Love everyone you can
Hold onto the moments of the love you get to show
Learn the lessons empty houses know
Only love that's left behind can make them so
