I know just what you've done, I know just what you've done

There's an old brick house at the end of the road

There's a map in the dark and the gun

I know you're someone's son, I know you're someone's son

There's an old brick house at the end of the road

With a map in the dark and the gun



Its shadows chase you along, the walk, did you friendly talk your way in

Did your blood run cold, do your memories hold a knife in your hand when you dream

There's an old brick house at the end of the road

Will you trace me down when I run to town, you were always there when I leave

You have turned my head with the things you said and now I'm here stuck to believe

There's an old brick house where I stood and I walk now I can't go back no more

I know just what you've done, I know just what you've done

There's an old oak tree, it's down by the river where I rest my head in peace