Uploaded October 2025 | Updated September 2026, 43 minutes ago

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Written by Bartholomew Joyce

Bartholomew Joyce - Producer, vocals, piano, acoustic guitar, bass, mixing
Tilly Louise - Mixing
Mickaël Rangeard - Mastering
Jul Quanouai - Cover art

Lyrics
I saw an old man
Caught in the storm
No umbrella
Or coat to keep him warm
He threw his hand out
And ushered around
He said
Boy, the time has come you must now take care of me

I said
This can be, this can be, your house
This can be, this can be, your house

A little girl appeared
Clearly lost
Someone stole her soul
And the rest was tossed
To the wolves
Paparazzi
Let us clean you up
Give you something to eat, and then-a

This can be, this can be, your house
This can be, this can be, your house
This can be, this can be, your house
This can be, this can be, your house

I'll tell you a secret
I'm a stranger, too
I showed up here one day
Just like you, but I
Tended the flowers
Painted the walls
So when the owner returns
His faith restored, I'm saying

This can be, this can be, your house
This can be, this can be, your house
This can be, this can be, your house
This can be, this can be, your house