moving

© words and music: garnett betts

The rooms are quiet as the yard
We used to lay there in the moonlight
‘Till you’d start upstairs like you were sneaking in
But it’s not that late now
And some one else
Is moving in

The old place is ready at last
For some one else to belong
Write themselves down
Lead their past all along
As each room keeps track of them

Chorus
And we’ll be the ghost
They’ll never know
A few signs of life left
Not long ago
Worry, laughter
Love tendered and made
Will echo forever
In the rooms that we made
But the rooms we made
We’ll be taking away

Bridge

And it all moves along
Faster than you realize
I guess for every one it’s the same
Years ago you know
You’d say you’d empathize
Now for all that you miss
You know you’re to blame
So they can move in today