The odd times we slip
And slither down the dark hall
Fingers point from old windows

An eerie shadow falls
I'm walking on the spot
To show that I'm alive

Moving every bone in my body
From side to side


Will we be in our minds when the dawn breaks
Can we look the milkman in the eye
The world is somehow different, you have all been changed

Before my very eyes

Walk around your home

Pour yourself a drink
Fire one more torpedo, baby
Watch the kitchen sink

You're lounging on the sofa, maybe
See the living room die
The dishes are unwashed and broken

All you do is cry

See the living room die

The dishes are unwashed and broken
All you do is cry