Creeping up the blind side, shinning up the wall Stealing through the dark of night Climbing through a window, stepping to the floor Checking to the left and the right Picking up the pieces, putting them away Something doesn't feel quite right
Help me someone, let me out of here Then out of the dark was suddenly heard "welcome to the home by the sea"
Coming out the woodwork, through the open door Pushing from above and below Shadows with no substance, in the shape of men Round and down and sideways they go Adrift without direction, eyes that hold despair Then as one they sigh and they moan
Help us someone, let us out of here Living here so long undisturbed Dreaming of the time we were free So many years ago Before the time when we first heard "welcome to the home by the sea"
Sit down...Sit down As we relive our lives in what we tell you
Images of sorrow, pictures of delight Things that go to make up a life Endless days of summer, longer nights of gloom Waiting for the morning light Scenes of unimportance, photos in a frame Things that go to make up a life
Help us someone, let us out of here Living here so long undisturbed Dreaming of the time we were free So many years ago Before the time when we first heard "welcome to the home by the sea"
Sit down...Sit down As we relive our lives in what we tell you Let us relive our lives in what we tell you
Sit down...Sit down Cause you won't get away No with us you will stay For the rest of your days. So sit down As we relive our lives in what we tell you Let us relive our lives in what we tell you
Compositores: Anthony George Banks (Tony Banks) (PRS), Michael John Cleote Crawford Rutherford (Mike Rutherford) (PRS), Phillip David Charles Collins (Phil Collins) (PRS)Editores: Cspac 2.0 Comps Uk Ltd, Imagem Sounds (ASCAP), Collins Philip Ltd (MCPS)Publicado em 2007 (04/Dez) e lançado em 2007 (26/Nov)ECAD verificado obra #3029 e fonograma #1298905 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM