When holes enter my bones I'll be alone

Wondering if you're far

The sounds that echo through crowds and over our towns 

Know just where you are


We've got the fortune of a curious few

Who want all the wantings but fell from the view

We're boarding up windows to keep out the night

With hands as our curtains we'll cover our eyes.


When sounds enter the grounds where we are found

I will be alone

As movement in the room catches up soon

I will be at home

We've got the courage of a thousand drum march

Who laughs at the readers who censor their hearts

Our words were so busy when we opened our thoughts

To geysers of visions that captured our faults 


Oh cut 'em free are you cutting them free

Where do I get ideas for wreckin their spirits 

Oh cut us free are you cutting us free

Where do I get ideas for wreckin their spirits


When holes enter my bones I'll be alone

As sounds echo through crowds and shower our homes

We've got the fortune of a curious few

Who want all the wantings but fell from the view


We're boarding up windows to keep out the night

With hands as our curtains we'll cover our eyes. 

As sounds echo through crowds and shower our homes