(Trent and/or Tyler :Until I wake up somewhere-)
Trent : A ghost has left behind his sheets, unrequited, Tyler : I stumble in and I stumble out of unfamiliar rooms in foreign houses, Weigh my eyelids back to sleep, sealed by silken silver threads,Ĭount the wolves and we'll sleep tonight. I'm staring at the ceiling 'cause I'm fed up with the sight. Let them weave their little webs to snatch the sunlight from the lens. There's spiders crawling from the corners of my eyes. We'll hear everything except what we need to hear.Īnd I'm just fine, Left to wander, aimless in unconsciousness (Tyler echos with falsetto) The rats in the roof and termites in the ceiling. I promise not to wake you, so I'll walk light, just so you can hear, The lights are out but I walk these halls Sleeping with saints and apparitions between the walls. The lights are out but I walk these halls, Imagination is such a vivid place to hide, I'm watching picture shows in the shadows
