[Verse 1] Running, jumping, screaming, jeering Out of earshot into hearing They watch me stoop to pluck the white rose [Hook 1] The sightless children in the House of Many Windows [Verse 2] Dimpled treasures, baby, judge me Simple pleasures they begrudge me Count the black strands on my pillows [Hook 2] The silent children in the House of Many Windows [Verse 3] Black fire escapes against the dawn sky To see another frightened fawn die Too much hot sun, too many cold snows [Hook 3] To please the children in the House of Many Windows[x8]
many, hook, window, house, child