A House Is Not a Motel

At my house Ive got no shackles
You can come and look if you want to
In the halls youll see the mantles
Where the light shines dim all around you
And the streets are paved with gold and if
Someone asks you, you can call my name
You are just a thought that someone
Somewhere somehow feels you should be here
And its so for real to touch
To smell, to feel, to know where you are here
And the streets are paved with gold and if
Someone asks you, you can call my name
You can call my name
I hear you calling my name yeah all right now
By the time that Im through singing
The bells from the schools of walls will be ringing
More confusions, blood transfusions
The news today will be the movies for tomorrow
And the waters turned to blood, and if
You dont think so
Go turn on your tub
And it its mixed with mud
Youll see it turn to gray
And you can call my name
I hear you call my name