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)