It's interesting
The time we spent building a hollow tower
And how we left to live elsewhere
Rex still waiting inside, ducking ever lower
Dodging growing bats, mad of despair
Roof's leaking, love
And floor's covered with buckets
I'll layer my jackets
When push comes to shove
It's interesting
The stones stacked
The sweat dropped here
A smell of fear
And all that cement cracked
Southern aile's shaky
Ivory tower barely holds
Kitchen's sinking, sprouting molds
And nature's lacking mercy
It's interesting
How you build a house thinking it's the future
And the second you lay the last stone
Past takes over and time conquers all
Blooming mess and cracks galore
It's interesting
We built a house thinking it would last
And last it did ... until we built it