This is the house
This is the hill
This is the story
It's a little thing
A lock of hair
An invisible smoke trail
Nothing there but the dust and the rust
Oh, oh, oh, everything changes

This is your picture
(It's in black and white)
This is the family having a party
There's a crack in the ceiling
And there's an open door
Nothing there but the dust and the rust
Oh, oh, oh, everything changes.