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