Brett Anderson

In the House of Numbers


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Windows broken from inside they break the silence in me
Her tyres scraping in the drive behind the palace of the trees
Come taste the orange blossom, come and shake the orange blossom

Paper cuts and ancient bones and pagan imagery
Behind her palaces of stone things are not the way they seem
Come taste the orange blossom, come and shake the orange blossom

A diamond is to buy her, a heart is to adore her
A club to paralyse her, a spade is to destroy her
There's no way inside, no way inside...

A heraldry of broken names, a tattered ancestry
Assassins sitting in their frames who brought the family to it's knees
It defines her life

A diamond is to buy her, a heart is to adore her
A club is just to club her, a spade is to destroy her
There's no way inside but you'll find me in the house of numbers