Marty Willson Piper The Saddest House In Stockholm lyrics

The saddest house in Stockholm
Remembers former glories
Of views without the railway tracks
And flats with many storeys

Its towers were a splendor
But now I just feel pity
To see the broken windows
And the walls full of graffiti

I long to sit alone inside
And recreate the past
Imagining an antique clock
That ran a little fast

And suddenly, it's all bare boards
And giant walls and ceiling
Witnessing this empty shell
That once was full of feeling

The rain beats on the rooftop

But the heart's already topped
The fading yellow Stockholm paint
Around the bend bulldozers wait

The gnashing blades of blood and hate
Anxious just to satiate
Condemning her to her cruel fate
Her ugliness to take his shape

A shadow cast from his dark cape
That dwarfs the curves and crashes her gate
Her doors will split, her stairs innate
Dust and rubble in the grate

She so young but it's too late
The saddest house in Stockholm settles on her rock
Remembers her friend, his fingers and hands
The ticking though has stopped