I Need a Builder

Down to the wire of words that aren't said

And I'm building the pieces together in my head

To make a place I sleep soundly, a place I think clearly

Oh, where do we go, where do we go from here?



There's a sign in the yard and a lump in my throat

A new plot of land and fresh lumber is in tow

Two kids in their car seats and hope for our history

And letting it go, letting it go from here



I need a builder, a better design

A house with more windows

And more ways inside



We're leaving behind all that our parents wrote

We're replacing the past and all our fathers' hopes

With a new street address and a new bag of tools

To make room as we grow, room as we grow from here



We need a builder, a better design

A house with more windows

And more ways inside