House

This is just about when I think back to when I was a kid and how different everything is now. Like my mom used to read me books every night before I went to bed, she would sing lullabies to be. My dad would sing me this one lullaby called sixteen tons, and he would also tell me pirate stories, completely and totally made up the stories and the pirates, and I loved them even though my mom didn't want him telling me those stories cause she didn't think it was right, they were too violent. So I wrote this because it seems like all of that is from a different life and world. Some long forgotten history/past that is just a ghost that haunts this present.