Текст песни Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Riddle House

The street is very wide
And I can't see across it
My house isn't clear to me
The cars move in between

Chorus and I say: question
When is a door not a door? ? ? 
And I say: that's not right!
Answer when it's a jar

The numbers soft as soap
And tend to bend in addition
They're much too wan for me
I'd prefer some consistancy

Chorus

The windows open wide
But I can't see out of it
The view is not very there
Some-times I look for it

Chorus
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