Elliot Valentine Lee, Mel Hornyak - There's a House

JÓzef
Past the mile five bridge
Down to dead end gulch
There’s a house with no locks on the door

JÓzef/hao
Past the mile five bridge
Down to dead end gulch
There’s a house with no locks on the door

Joey/anthony/jÓzef/hao
Past the mile five bridge
Down to dead end gulch
There’s a place no-one loves anymore

Anthony
Where the power line rattles

Joey
Where the pipes creak a song

Anthony
Where the windowsills shudder

Joey
And in short, nothing’s wrong
Joey/anthony/jÓzef/hao
There’s a beautiful house
On a rocky foundation
Where the grass looks like fire
Sick with anticipation

Ah....

Hao
Past the brand-new bridge
And the cart into town
There’s a house with a stain on the floor

JÓzef
Past the new wood bridge
To the dead-end ranch
There’s a house no one’s lived in before

JÓzef
Where there’s a farmer

Hao
And an exile
Trying hard to fit in

JÓzef/hao
Two ranch hands
‘til the work runs out
Or their welcome wears thin
JÓzef
Sharing a room

Hao
One chair

JÓzef
One bed

JÓzef/hao
Until something makes them want to stay instead...

Ah...

Anthony
Past the mile five bridge
When your phone’s almost dead
There’s a house that looms there like a sore

Joey
Down the old dirt road
You might think nothing’s there
If you don’t know what you’re looking for

Joey
Where there’s a scholar
Anthony
And his boyfriend
Who’s recently unemployed

Joey/anthony
Two fiances, who are exactly alike
Except for some subjects they’d rather avoid

Joey
Sharing a life

Anthony
One trip

Joey
One chance

Joey/anthony
To make sure that this is the perfect romance

Anthony/joey/jÓzef/hao
At the end of the bridge
Past the lake at the bend
There’s a house with no locks
And no need to pretend

When the night falls fast
Leaving burns on your skin
The door trembles open
And welcomes you in...

There’s a demon in the doorway
And a whisper takes its place
When i look into your eyes
There’s a ghost wrapped ‘round your face
And it’s hard to shake the feeling
There’s more people here than two
Do you haunt this house
Or is the house haunting you?

Past the mile five bridge
Where the grass burns like gold
There’s a house with no locks on the door
Past the mile five bridge
Where the sky opens wide
There’s a house you can’t help looking for

Where the loons call at night
And the cocks crow by day
Where the cowpaths are waiting
To lead you astray
Past the mile five bridge
The ‘no trespassing’ sign
There’s a house with no name
Well, no name but mine