Welcome Home sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun and the days blur into one and the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done sheets are swaying from an old clothesline like a row of captured ghost, over old dead grass was never much, but we made the most welcome home ships are launching from my chest some have names, but most do not if you find one, please, let me know what piece I've lost peel the scars from off my back I don't need them anymore you can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars I've come home all my nightmares escaped my head bar the door, please don't let them in you were never supposed to leave now my heads splitting at the seams and I don't know if I can... here beneath my lungs I feel your thumbs press into my skin again Let the River In you, beneath the bed I know all your tricks I've seen you watching I've seen you drifting away I've seen you floating along I've seen you disappear now, there ain't a cloud in sight and through the snow and the branches I can count all your teeth yeah, I can count all your teeth now the bed's on fire and the ceiling's gone and your mom and dad still sing the same old song don't scare me off now; I'm your only friend don't scare me off now; I'm your only friend but now you're drifting away now you're floating along and soon you'll disappear.
I closed my eyes and saw my father's sins they covered me like a second skin I peeled them off and, sure, I bled a bit but now I'm free to sink my own damned ship I cut my branch down from my family tree to start a fire in the living room now the house is just ash this time it's sink or swim let the river in if blood is thicker than water, then let the river in we might drift a ways, but we've got thick skin let the river in if blood is thicker than water, then let the river in we might drift a ways, but we'll find our way again Glory I was born when they took my name when the world turned wicked, when I joined their game but I turned and fought them, like you always knew I'd do I sat and dreamed at the foot of your bed you split my skull and reached inside my head and pulled out the pictures I'd been wishing I'd forget and you stitched me up then and wiped the blood from off my chin now I sit on the rooftop's edge the muddy street beneath my swollen head trying to forget you, to believe we'd never met and the sky is wrecked; full of rotting clouds from chimney mouths spewing smoke around and I can't stop coughing my lungs just won't calm down but I still keep grinning as the blood from my face stains the ground a bird, caught in the wires, bleating for help I can't provide I'm not that big I hope for the best, but nothing changes I'm sorry but I was blessed with bad eyes there's a lot that I miss, but I don't mind I'm not that old I'll find out what broke me soon enough The Strangest Things
the ghost, inside my head, it never sleeps it just rearranges thoughts and leaves me numb for weeks but I'm okay; yeah, I feel fine because I know there's more than one way to lose my mind to lose my mind to lose my mind to lose my mind the crows are at the fence they never blink they just sharpen all their claws and bear their twisted teeth but I won't bend and I won't move don't have a lot left; just anger and something to prove so I can't lose so I can't lose so I cant lose the cold spreads through the house it bites my ears I can't feel my hands or feet and I'm too scared to sleep and now the ghosts are on the porch got knives in my hand oh no, I think I've seen this before and I might lose and I might lose and I might lose all this time I've been watching you sleep and the strangest things have been happening to me all this time I've been watching you breathe and the strangest things have been happening to me Wrapped in Piano Strings I saw your father in the hall his ghost is living in our walls I heard him crying while you slept I heard him breaking things after you left I watched you crawl into my bed with curses spilling from your head you said We're just the walking dead. so I pulled the trigger and we floated off into the air I used to worry about the time
but I lost my teeth along the line so I carved the apple from my eye and gave it to before I went away blood ran into the kitchen sink your hands and arms were running pink I sat and watched you as your rings slipped off and rolled across the kitchen floor they cut your eyes wide open and bore into you precious head my reach don't go that far, dear please, oh please, don't let them in I sank into the sea wrapped in piano strings few words could open me but you knew them all now I sleep beneath your floor and my ghost just tries to keep you warm I've seen the end; I ve lost the war and one day you'll join me here just like the rest I hear the engines they're roaring in our mouths those metal creatures are crawling tooth and nail to get out I see the airplanes they're pouring from your chest they fill the air and burn and bury you just like the rest Along the Road there, along the road, there was a tiny home the yard held dead machines behind it's fences like they were kids broken down, but still worth a lot to someone it made me stop and grin light from a dying moon it blurs our eyes and we wear a cape of fireflies and after the world's in bed all the ghost will come and sing along but we'll forget them when morning comes and I slept on the ocean last night I could see you all and you all were dancing sideways
your feet stuck to the skies and I could see the airplanes dance behind you eyes and I was glad I found the time Haunted I can hear the car as it rumbles up the driveway but I m to scared to look, so I curl up beneath the window and I pray the won t find me, and I pray that I'll keep still I see your face in the glass, with branches growing from your mouth you wear the moon like a halo; you wear the night like it's your coat and you're always laughing, but you always look afraid hands against my eyes I hear you crying in your sleep (clouds are coming down the chimney) that we're never alone (the trees are growing through the living room) (the moon is stuck in the ceiling) that we're swimming through ghosts (the rain is pouring on the dining room table) (the vines are growing up and down the walls) that we're never alone (the water's flooding on the kitchen floor) (the woods are taking it back we've overstayed our welcome it's time that we were gone) Winter is Coming I see the winter she's crawling up the lawn. I feel her beneath my palms she tears the trees down while curses roll from her tongue got eyes like anvils, and storms for lungs hiding in our house, sunburn in his mouth, Summer's in our basement now light beneath the door, light beneath the door, just enough to keep us warm don't you let it out. don't you let it out, just make sure he's always around
but we're all out of time, nothing left to decide. pack your things up quick, this one can't be fixed leave the rest of it behind we push through the trees now our house is covered in ice our breath falls from our mouths like tiny rainclouds we tug on summer he melts the snow at our feet she's on our heels, there's never time to stop and sleep I feel you breathing I hear you curse my name I hope you'll forgive me one of these days the sky is bleeding the fog is thicker than the walls she's wrapped up in it, like cloth on a wrecking ball everything we stole, everything we broke, everything we bought is gone a couple of dumb mistakes, bigger than we thought, nothing left to do but run If I could put it back, fill in all the cracks, nothing there I wouldn't change but wishing never helps, wishing never helps, wishing never solved a thing. you were right Sleepwalking I fell asleep in the chair by the fireplace I woke up in the kitchen sink with an umbrella, full of holes, over-top my head I fell asleep on the table with your picture in hand and I woke up in the cupboard with some scrapes on my arms and a mouthful of hell the chains are rattling in the attic again and the birds are building nests in the window sill dust has settled over everything and the ceiling fan still cuts a lazy circle I got a picture on the mantle piece of the way that I thought that we'd end up but this shares no resemblance to that yeah, this shares no resemblance to that at all I tore the dreams from my head and tossed them in the flames and the smoke smelled like my past and it stung my eyes, but I was to stubborn to blink
I slept inside the piano 'till the rain was gone and I woke up when I saw the sun and wiped the sleep from my eyes, yeah, I knew my time had come. we're all still a part of everything that we were and we'll all float along with everything and in turn, we'll all fall apart with everything but we'll learn just what things are like outside our heads and I hear them singing and I hear my name and I feel you scrub my skin and I was happy to fade Homesick well, I left my home on hollow bones while you were curled and sleeping and I wandered far beneath a concrete star and I slept along the highways but even though I am lost all the time I've got hooks in my side that you left there but you're not the same; you died along the way now we're ghosts and we're praying for winter well, I found a wheel that squeaks and squeals and I left it on your doorstep because I heard that you might be broken, too, and I thought it would keep you company but even though I am lost all the time I've got hooks in my side that you left there but you're not the same; you died along the way now we're ghosts and we're praying for winter