The World

The Family Crest

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Build yourself an empty home
Mold it out of soot and stone
Hide your little love away

Keep it from the light of day
'Cause all the things that he can do
Love, here he cannot hurt you no more

But when you go
I hope you know
That the world's just not the same

Move away into the night
Pull the curtains up so tight
Hold yourself off from the sun
Hide away from everyone
'Cause all the things that he can do
Well, here he cannot hurt you