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I saw your father in the hall

His ghost is living in the walls

I heard him crying while you slept

I heard him breaking things after you left

I watched you crawl into my bed

With curses spilling from your head

You said "We're just the walking dead"

So I pulled the trigger and we floated off

Into the air

Into the air

Into the air

Into the air

Up in the air

We're in the air

Up in the air

Up in the air

I used to worry about the time

That I lost my teeth along the line

So I carved the apple from my eye

And gave it to you before I went away

Blood ran into the kitchen sink

Your hand and lives are running pink

I sat and watched you as your ring

Slipped off and rolled across the kitchen floor

They cut your eyes wide open

And pour into your precious head

My reach don't go that far dear

But please oh please don't let them in

I sank into the sea

Wrapped in piano strings

Few words could open me

But you knew them all

Now I just sleep beneath your floor

My ghost just tries to keep you warm

I've seen the end, I've lost the war

One day you're 20 years just like the rain

I hear the engines

They're roaring in our mouths

The smell of creatures

Are falling tooth and nail to get out

I see the airplanes

They're pouring from my chest

They fill the air

And burn and bury just like the rest