Murder by Death
Oh, to Be an Animal
Skies were blue, pretty too
But the ache in my chest just made it seem cruel
Oh oh, oh oh
It's the loneliest of times
They say I climbed the stairs
Walked up the hill and had to catch my breath
Your old house hadn't changed at all
Oh, to be an animal, scurrying through those halls
Oh oh, oh oh
It's the loneliest of times
You were a lion, I bared my throat for you
I was your songbird, chirpin' out a tune
A fool, a fool
Back home, overdue
Walked on the irons just to get to you
House is alive with music and lights
Oh, to be a mirror inside, to catch the sights
Oh oh, oh oh
It's the loneliest of times
Oh oh, oh oh
It's the loneliest of times
Oh oh, oh oh