The House I Grew Up In

When I die, I will find
A warmer light in the hallway
You'll carry me, I'll fall asleep
Under the sheets in my bedroom

In the house I grew up in
Dirty feet and bruised-up skin
God is everywhere
My walls are never bare

The windowsill, my dad is still
I always will know the best hiding spot
Christmas lights and sleepless nights
Where I would fight my mom and sleep in her bed
The same bed

In the house I grew up in
Dirty feet and bruised-up skin
God is everything
From the cups to the backyard grave

When I die, I will find
A warmer light in the hallway
You'll carry me, I'll fall asleep
Under the sheets in my bedroom

When I die, I will find
A warmer light in the hallway

In the house I grew up in
Dirty feet and bruised-up skin
God is everywhere
And my ghost sits on the stairs, mm-mm