House of Broken Things

I've left a pathway through each room
The coffee pot still works
The clothes, all clean and folded
Except for that dirty shirt
And pants I've worn since God knows when
Since last I shaved, I guess
I'd have some friends for dinner
But this house is such a mess

A season like I've never seen
Has passed behind me now
It left so many broken things
And I really don't know how
I'll straighten all I've pushed aside
I can't remember when
But now it's time to find my pride
And make them work again

*To fix this house of broken things
To remember what I've loved
And hold them to me tenderly
I could never do enough
So, time to straighten
Time to clean
And put this season past
Open windows, sweep the floors
Clean the counters, open doors
Alive again at last

It's been a house of broken things
Of darkness without light
I turned my back upon the day
Closed my eyes and cursed the light
And it's funny how the world went on
Without me being there
It's time to get back in it, now
Time for me to care

About this house of broken things
To remember what I've loved
And hold them to me tenderly
I could never do enough
So, time to straighten
Time to clean
And put this season past
Open windows, sweep the floors
Clean the counters, open doors
Make it like it was before
This house of broken things