Dear Old House - Amanda Palmer

Dear old house that I grew up in

I know they’re gonna to leave you any day

Dear old house that I grew up in

Can’t you find a way to make them stay

And while the girls that I went to school with

Walked downtown with all the cool kids

I was staked out in your cellar

Making friends with dead umbrellas

And every creak of every floorboard

Tells the story of the girl I stuck inside

And if they move away

I’ll have no place to hide

Dear old house that I grew up in

I have never really been in love

You took my heart when I was a

Child and your

Noises wrapped around my little

Body like a winter glove

You’re just a random set of objects

In a town that’s filled with sadness

In the armpit of the world

You’re chopped down trees and rotting soil

And if I wanted to I’d keep you

And I’d fill you up and heat you

With the market how it is

Amanda, well you know

The price of oil

Goodbye stair

And goodbye stars

On painted closet wall

Attic door and banister

I’ll miss you most of all

I was supposed to keep you safe

This wasn’t supposed to end

Does it sound ridiculous

To call you my best friend

Dear old house that I grew up in

I know I haven’t visited that much

But every lifeless hotel and apartment

I walk into just remind me of the

Doorknobs that I want to touch

And I won’t miss you when they sell you

To some evil yuppie couple

With a child who’ll put Miley Cyrus

Posters in my bedroom

I am a native of the globe

I am a rockstar on the road

I am now centrally located

Anywhere that I am known

But it doesn’t feel

Like anywhere

When you can’t

Go back, home

Dear old house that I grew up in

I know it isn’t your fault this went down

So please don’t take it personally

Love, Amanda

P. S.

Tell the evil yuppie couple

When I’m rich

I’ll buy them out