This House

From this house, I would call to them
Those who were passing through the wondering
Add you the words to send
I'd be at home with them
There's so much that we can't show
And there's everything they've already told
They were innocent mistakes, I know, but maybe you don't
Nobody says so
What does it mean, though?
I could have run to save my life
Do you run from you know you won't hide?
Are still there some of the seeds
That they'd sown and started to grow?
I would have said so
Hmm
What does it mean, though?