Madison House

All our rows and tones are golden
And every home we’ve known is sentenced
And I’m no asking you to change your name
But I can’t see you, I can’t see you now
I’ll cut away somehow
Left a hole in the cold September dawn
On, the day I go
Its known to snow where I was born
And when approached all borders atone
And I’m not asking you to save my place
But I can’t leave you, I can’t leave you now
I’ll cut away somehow
Left a hole in the cold September dawn
On, the day I go