The calling card of the permanent visitor
The ceiling the saw the string hang down
The bell by the door has lost its clapper
The small sound in the wall the beginning of laughter
The resident the transient and the evidence
My family my loved ones and my enemies
The home contained within the home
The golden heart charm in a fan of bones

This is my house this is site and locus
the nursery the job the mausoleum
You are the guest I've always lived here
Please understand I've always lived here
Please be kind I've always lived here
Please be kind you're in my home