Well the moon is broken, and the sky is cracked
Come on up to the house
A diagonal crack across a smooth orange lumpy one.
The only things that you can see is all that you lack
Come on up to the house
Blue double nut, with a grainy seam, the "m" half-obscured.
All your cryin' don't do no good
Come on up to the house
Come down off the cross, we can use the wood
You gotta come on up to the house
A yellow blob, with a dark scuff grainy irregularity.
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home, I'm just a-passing through
You got ta come on up to the house.
Small round green one; the "m" reduced to some cryptic glyph.
There's no light in the tunnel no irons in the fire
Come on up to the house
And you're singin' lead soprano in a junkman's choir
You got ta come on up to the house
About a quarter of a plain orange one, roughly hewn.
Doesn't life seem nasty, brutish and short?
Come on up to the house
The seas are stormy, and you can't find no port
You got ta come on up to the house
Brown, with a faded, weatherbeaten look.
You gotta come on up to the house
Come on up to the house

The world is not my home, I'm just a-passing through
You got to come on up to the house.
From: Come On Up To The House
by Tom Waits