The Red Door - Restorations

Feel my pulse pick up with

Every building that’s built

Haven’t we all felt a little

A little in between before?

What remains?

Every corner, a new name

What remains?

Every corner, a new name

Rolled a three-sided die

High above the phone line

She says, «Don't be so cynical

This might all be a miracle»

What remains?

Every corner, a new name

What remains?

Every corner, a new name

What remains?

Every corner, a new name

What remains?

Every corner, a new name

All I want is to see you comfortable

In your own skin

In your own way

All I want is to see you comfortable

In your own skin

In your own way

All I want is to see you comfortable

In your own skin

In your own way

You come up for air and they’re gone

A letter nailed to the door

And you’ve learned to live with that

It’s how you learned to live

What remains?

Every corner, a new name

What remains?

Every corner, a new name

What remains?

Every corner, a new name

What remains?

Yeah, you’d burn it down, too