Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Blue trim, red front step
Screen door kiss-cracked
Your paws on the hall rug
Mud and a tail-slap
We'd race through the kitchen
Laughing at the tiles
That old place held our thunder
And kept it for a while
[Pre-Chorus]
Summer light on the wallpaper
Gold on the stair
You'd turn at the landing
Like something was there
[Chorus]
That old house held us
That old house knew
Summer heat, bare feet
And the dog ran through
That old house held us
Under June sky blue
And the ghost on the landing
Watched us too
[Verse 2]
August on the porch rail
Peaches in a bowl
Your nails on the window
My knees full of holes
We'd chase you through the hallway
Till the dusk came in
And the cicadas trembled
At the edge of the tin
[Pre-Chorus]
Then December brought the ornaments
Bright in the dark
Snow in our collars
And sparks in our hearts
[Chorus]
That old house held us
That old house knew
Summer heat, bare feet
And the dog ran through
That old house held us
Under June sky blue
And the ghost on the landing
Watched us too
[Bridge]
Sometimes on the staircase
I'd feel that hush
A stillness in the banister
A hush around us
Not mean, not cold
Just a quiet face
Like it loved our noise
And stayed in place
[Chorus]
That old house held us
That old house knew
Summer heat, bare feet
And the dog ran through
That old house held us
Under June sky blue
And the ghost on the landing
Watched us too
[Outro]
Blue trim, red front step
Memory on the wall
The dog at the doorway
The years, one and all
And I still see the landing
When the evening leans
Like the house grew a soul
Out of all our dreams
Details
GeneratedJul 20, 2026
Duration4:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
Indie-pop folk with a lilting mid-tempo sway, brushed drums and fingerpicked acoustic guitar; verse stays close and story-led, pre-chorus opens with soft bass and held harmony, chorus blooms with stacked vocals and handclaps. Ghostly reversed swells, porch-chime sparkles, and a tape-warm mix give it a faded-photo glow.
Credits
Prompt byElectricFlame863
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A song about the house I grew up in, playing with the dog, enjoying the sunny summer evenings and the amazing Christmas’ and the ghost on the landing that watched us
