No Space in This Realm

I listen for the door to crack Know that you're not coming back And hearts are heard around the world Screaming clocks with whirling arms And booming bling and car alarm You're in a place that's quiet now Fields are soft and pools are clear With glowing light ponds in the rear The living room is goldenrod Ain't it sad though, ain't it true There's no more place for me and you But space is low No space in this realm