Home by the Sea / Second Home by the Sea (Live from LTU-Arena, Düsseldorf, 27th June 2007 & Circo Massimo, Rome, 14th July 2007)

Home by the Sea
Home by the Sea
Home by the Sea
Home by the Sea

Creeping up the blind side, shinning up the wall
Stealing through the dark of night
Climbing into 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!”
Cause 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 but 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 me, someone, let us out of here!”
“Cause 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!”
“Just sit down, sit down, sit down”
“Sit down!”
“As we relive our lives in what we tell you, oh”

Images of sorrow, pictures of delight
Things that go to make up a life
Endless days of summer, longer nights of gloom
Just waiting for that morning light
Scenes of unimportance, photos in a frame
Things that go to make up a life

“Help me, someone, let us out of here!”
“Cause 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!”
“Just sit down, sit down, sit down!”
“Sit down!”
“As we relive our lives, in what we tell you”
“Let us relive our lives, in what we tell you”

“Just sit down, sit down, sit down”
“Sit down!”
“No you won't get away, cause with us, you will stay”
“For the rest these, your days, sit down!”
“As we relive our lives, in what we tell you!”
“Let us relive our lives, in what we tell you, oh”

Images of sorrow, pictures of delight
Things that go to make up a life
Endless days of summer, longer nights of gloom
Just waiting for the morning light
Scenes of unimportance, photos in a frame
Things that go to make up a life

“As we relive our lives in what we tell you, oh”