Story Behind The Song
I live on a small farm on an Island in the state of Washington. I have around 70 animals on my farm, chickens, ducks, pot bellied pigs, cats, dogs, servals, hybrid lynx, llamas, parrots, and a children in variuos stages of growth, mental, and physical. We
| Song Length |
3:26 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Blues - Country |
| Tempo |
Tempo Undefined |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Jovial |
Subject |
General |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Behind the Door Where I Live
Lyrics and music by Beverly Graham
Behind the door where I live
Sometimes there is pain
And sometimes there is laughter
Wild laughter
Sometimes there is a calm
Like
Just before the pouring rain
But we know something else will be following after
Behind the door where I live
There is fur and there are feathers
There are rooms filled with PMS
Our lives are just fine but the kitchens a mess
The kitchen is clean
But our lives
Can you guess
Behind the door where I live
Testosterone oozes and we all plug our ears
While the men turn to boys
The boy?s shifting gears
And sometimes one of us loses
And sometimes one of us gains
And sometimes there?s wild laughter
Behind all the growing pains
And you get to be you
And I get to be me
And this whirling confusion is our family
All of here are a little bit crazy
There?s just one of us here who is a little bit lazy
The lines are all blurred
The rules are all hazy
Behind that door
There is more
Well there are good times
And there are bad times
We take a little
Then we give
But mostly there is love
Sweet love
Behind the door
Behind the door where I live