There's a window in my head. 

There's a window in my heart. 

I look out of them when I'm sleepy 

and then I fall apart. 

Things are crumbling outside of me 

and they're crashing at my door. 

There's a crest that keeps arriving. 

I strip my face off of the mirror 

and then I take another breath. 

The animals are still screaming, dreaming 

Screaming for a human's death