Inside Old Houses (1)

 

 

  Inside Old Houses

part 1 - Despo

Amfissa

former Alexandros Delmouzos' house

 

First Floor

 

Second Floor

  

Basement

Garden

Sound The Alarm

Like a million soldiers, you know you can’t break me

Can you feel the rumble, up under your feet

I can roll on water, get down on your feet

I keep on marching, keep on marching

I can make it rain, I can call on thunder

Make strong man weak, I make you wonder

I can feel the fire, burning down on me

I keep on marching, I keep on marching

Sound the alarm, oho, I’m coming

Like a dead man walking, and I’ma keep on stalking

Say your mind, say your mind

Oh, oh, lord, my mind ...

I can feel the fire, burning down on me

I keep on marching, I keep on marching

Sound the alarm, oho, I’m coming

Like a million soldiers

Can you feel the rumble

I can roll on water, I can roll on water

I can feel the fire, burning down on me

I keep on marching, I keep on marching

Sound the alarm, oho, I’m coming

Booker T

A Storm Is Going To Come

 Black crows circling up above

Crying out, "Do you hear that sound?"

I never thought it'd come to this

Paradise razed to the ground

Sometimes I don't sleep at night

I hear the wind in the moaning trees

I wonder how my child will fare

With wars and bombs and thieves

The thunder has begun

Some are blind, but choose to see

Lies into the truth they weave

Some put their trust in faith

Some say, "I don't believe"

But each man unto himself

Is an island in a raging sea

We're the boat to anchor or sail

Of the two, which will it be?

The thunder has begun

A storm is gonna come

Who's the one now watching you?

Who says your rights are wrong?

When the preacher and the judge align

A change is coming, it won't be long

We may have burned a bridge too far

We may have run ourselves too far

When you look into the mirror, friend

What is it that you want to ask?

The thunder has begun

Dear Father, when you left me here

You lay your head in eternal sleep

You told me, oh, that all remains

Love is all we have to keep

Black crows circling up above

Crying out, "Do you hear that sound?"

I'd never thought it'd come to this

Paradise razed to the ground

The thunder has begun

A storm is gonna come (Find a haven, find a shelter)

A storm is gonna come (Find a port, find a harbor)

A storm is gonna come (Find a friend, find a mother)

A storm is gonna come (Find a sister, find a brother)

Piers Faccini