Madness: "Our House – A Royal visit to Winterfell
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Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep ("Oh my Prince, will you marry me"?)
Brother's got a wall to climb
He can't hang around
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Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
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Our house it has a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud (especially when the King comes!)
Our mum she's so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down
And a mess is not allowed (or else Septa Mordane will see to us!)
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Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, in the middle of our street
Something tells you that you've got to get away from it (Oh, but you shouldn't!)
Our house, in the middle of our
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Father gets up for the Feast
Mother has to curtsey and smile
Then she sends the kids to bed
Sees them off with a small kiss
She's the one they're going to miss in lots of ways
(They will all go their separate ways never to see each other again …)
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Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
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I remember way back then when everything was true
And when we would have such a very good time
Such a fine time, such a happy time
And I remember how we'd play, simply waste the day away
Then we'd say nothing would come between us
Nine dreamers
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Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, was our Castle and our Keep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, that was where we used to sleep (and play, and laugh, and love, and dream)
Our house, in the middle of our street
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Oh, the Starks … Honorable and true, courageous and brave the lot of them, but foolish and naïve.
Such a happy House, such a happy Family. All for it to be destroyed in a Game they had no idea how to play.
Nine dreamers lived in a House, a House that will never be the same:
Ned – he dreamed of honor, he died a pawn
Cat – her dreams of a happy family shattered by lies and treachery
Robb – never in his wildest dreams did he envision becoming a King, never in his wildest dreams did he imagine what fate had in store for him
Sansa - her dreams let her down only for them to become her worst nightmares
Arya – she dreamed of adventures, but now she has no dreams, no house, no name, no family. Only one thought in her mind: Not today
Bran –a boy with a simple dream of becoming a knight. Now, neither a boy nor a knight, a life destined for a magic he never asked for and cannot fully comprehend.
Rickon: his dreams were snatched away from him together with is childhood
Jon – a bastard who dreamed of becoming someone, lost everything to fight for what he believed was right
Theon – dreams of glory clouded his mind, now his mind is gone, only a hollow shell remains of the boisterous and proud brother-in-arms.
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Their House is no longer their Home … and it cannot even be their Grave, their final resting place …
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(Note: this ignores Season 6 with the whole Battle of the Bastards and Jon becoming King in the North – absolute nonsense if you ask me)
