There's not a breath of air tonight.

I got my windows all thrown open wide

Praying for any little breeze to move the curtains,

Shake the leaves tonight



Stumbled in to sleep's ravine

Into a dream of Pascal's Submarine

Where if you can remain quiet and still

You might escape life's fill of misery



A women's had all she can stand

Hysterically Screaming 'I'm waiting for my man'

'Madam, we're doing all we can,

but can you give me your man's name again?'



ARE THEY DEAD

OR WORSE, ALIVE?



Is there something that you're trying to hide?

Russian Accent - Las Vegas Cap Say's 'Can we talk about all that, Inside?'



With Klebanov within her grasp

There's just one more think she's dying to ask

They stuck a needle in her arm

Saying, Don't do yourself more harm

She Collapsed



There's not a breath of air tonight

We go our windows all thrown open wide

Praying for any little breeze

For the Skeletons, for the Effigies, Tonight