House Of Hallways

And as it gets dark in this house of hallways
 And no corridor leads to the stairs
 With still wet black paint on all the windows
 We got no clocks cause time don't care here
 So tell me your name young noble stranger
 And tell me just what we're doing here
 Have you painted walls with all the answers
 Have you hidden doors with all our fears
 Cause the soul's rock hard but the heart's trapped underneath
 And the weight of it all gets enough just to crush the best out of you and me
 But I swear that there's someone who cares here enough to set us free
 And if the world don't turn just enough to bring her honest
 Then I guess we're better off forgotten
 The walls stay too thin in this house of hallways
 They let through the echoes and the stares
 And they'll bleed bright red with scribbled riddles
 Scratched out of their panels by angered air
 Cause God knows I've made all my own choices
 And if I drown alone it's cause I choose
 To spend my time drinking in the stairwells
 When we've both got way too much to prove
 What he said is