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