In your house is a room I avoid Full of junk and broken toys In my house... In my house Ideas grow and levitate In your house Is a voice I obey And I can touch the sky I can feel freedom I can taste purity I cast off chains To put them on again. In your house Time expands and touches on experience In my house There is a roof I reach through deceiptive means To see the view And I can touch the sky I can feel freedom I can taste purity I cast off chains To put them on again. And I can touch the sky I can feel freedom I can taste purity I cast off chains To put them on again To put them on again