Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chance Emerson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chance Emerson
Songwriter
Jack Riley
Composer
Lyrics
Three stacks of wood in a shed
A hearth made of ash, a ghost in our bed
Winter came the day you left this room
I welcomed her in but the oven’s unused
The hallway has half the number of shoes
Our breath fogs up in the living room
So hand in hand…
I wondered
Arms in the air
We’re twirling through our kitchen
I run my fingers through your hair
And I don’t care
About money or the complications
I live for this house we share
Old shadows dance when the sun goes down
Cast by the light of kids playing house
I don’t hold it against you but sometimes I think that I hate you
And the strange thing is that I’d do it again
I still go out of my way just to do it again
Do you get it yet? Play a record on repeat
So hand in hand…
I wondered
Arms in the air
We’re twirling through our kitchen
I run my fingers through your hair
And I don’t care
About money or the complications
I live for this house we share
Sometimes I think I still love you
Sometimes I’m scared I still love you
I wanted to start this life for longer than I can remember
In these four walls we swore on forever and ever
But I feel my heartbeat shift and my world falls back to the center
Written by: Chance Emerson, Jack Riley