DESCRIPTION:
Next Door
Written, performed and co-produced by Melissa Moshé (ASCAP 2012).

He lives next door to reality
In a house that doesn't quite belong on the street
Newspaper piles document his time
From the day he left
To his current life

Scribblings from G-d stacked up high
Binding them tight
No argument or fight

His mind is splintered and scattered
The shades are singed and tattered
Burn their eyes
No beauty will pass
He's silenced their mouths
Only questions will last

Scribblings from G-d stacked up high
Binding them tight
No argument or fight

Only five feet to move in either way
When there's nowhere left to go
He had to mentally escape

People pass by try to ignore his plight
It doesn't exist if it's kept out of sight
His walls can't take anymore
Silenced by paint
But they've seen it all

Scribblings from G-d stacked up high
Binding them tight

Just somebody's son, someone's brother
Got lost in himself

Scribblings from G-d stacked up high
Binding them tight
No argument or fight