I've been locked out, I've been locked in. But I always seem to come back again. When you're in that room, oh what do you do? I can’t begin to face up to the truth

And the clouds they are crying on you. And the birds are offering up their tunes. In a shack as remote as a mansion. You escape into a place where nothing moves

And I've been locked out, and I know we're through
But I can't begin to face up to the truth. I wait so long for the walls to crack. But I know that I will one day have you back

And the hills are as soft as a pillow. And they cast a shadow on my bed. And the view when I look through my window, is an altarpiece I'm praying to for the living and the dead. And I've been locked out, I've been locked out

I've been locked out, I've been locked in. But I always seem to come back again. When you're in that room, oh what do you do? Well I always seem to come back again

And I work, bees in the honey. Every night, I circle like the moon. And it's an act of simple devotion. But it can take forever when you've got something to prove

I've been locked out. And I've been locked in
And I've been locked out. And I've been locked in