faithless

so as of last friday, my house was sold.
they moved in and everything.
now if i wanna go, i have to knock..
that house is no longer mine.
did a last clean out, last sunday.
needless to say the new owners will be walking into their new master bedroom with an irish poem written on their wall.
jeanne gave her key back.. fuck that though. im still keeping mine, even though it wouldnt work.
I cant believe its done though, two months ago i was clearing shit out of the basment with my cousins, and now its currently occupied with a younger couple.