I open the door to my childhood house

It’s quiet, as a kid this house was never quiet

Infact, silence was a priceless gift we’d never recive

We could always hear something usually parents fighting,

No..

it was always them fighting

We’d just play things over them trying to make our house quiet

Sometimes we’d put on music or put on cartoons for the little ones but no matter what..

Our house was never quiet..