You know it's your time to fly so you try- but House is in the house-o! heart skipping a beat you remember Mayfield drunk times you can't think

of better times perhaps you can but it's too late now you know House is a force for good in this, your neighbourhood ain't good in this stop to breathe

forgetting things like canary yellow or ocean white you know House is here turn on the light

find the beat

stop

go

no

you know your mind keeps racing others are pacing you, meds pills overkills doctors working to mop the spills of rhyme in time but they're too late, cause you're too late it's all too late to

you try to think but it's all too much it's all been said, cards on the table, cards on your head

and House- House's head too, great mind none thinks alike but you- you know the

man the

mind the

skill and now he's gone


A/N: I initially wrote this a part of my "King in His Glass Castle" one shot series, but it didn't receive much attention, so I thought I'd publish it generally too :D