The fire within the furnace
The tales within the trees
The mold within the mason jar
The ballad in the breeze
And though I've never been
I know that house and I know all that lies within
And though I've never been
I'll always know the sound of sorrow on the wind
(Ooooh)
The ale within the apple
The sage within the stream
The hours within the hourglass
The stitches in the seams
And though I've never been
I know that house and I know all that lies within
And though I've never been
I'll always know the sound of sorrow on the wind
(Ooooh)