Can they tell you about the summer sky About a great gold spirit in the summer sky Where all your friends (all your best, best friends) Are gonna gather around your bed at the stroke of midnight And you can meet them at the pothole or the traffic light But it's not gonna make it alright Because it's not even close to alright Down a hall in your house As the daylight gets dimmer Down a hall in your house And the world is still with her Tell me about the victim's soul I think the whole town should know She exploded in her bedroom and her face is cold She was orbiting around the sun about six days ago Well, like a bird flying into a cage All of the last bird, all other birds have gone away
Like a bird singing out in the night where they sing about birds all the time And as the rescue party, the volunteer team The kid finally agreeing it's the worst thing they've seen He was only seventeen And I'm so sorry that I cannot, cannot, cannot stop crying And it's not alright Sometimes I feel like it'll never be alright Down a hall in your house Getting stronger and better Down a hall in your house And your mom as she whispered As she whispered, whispered me Tell me [?] that house is rolling somewhere [?] We'll take a whisper You got whiskers Can you twist her You can whisper We'll take a whisper I'll say Just say Can't