Ash rain, 
dusty smog, 
subway salmon 
Why’s everybody digging graves with plastic spoons? 
You’re stuck inside these 4 walls, 
car crash TV 
With people passing by your window 

My fingers reaching out, my fingers reaching out for birds in disguise 

Flesh and bones behind the wallpaper, 
the cracks in the ceiling, 
won’t tell you what to do 
won’t tell you where to go 

Barking dogs in the backyard 
In the backyard 

My fingers reaching out, my fingertips reaching out, 
my fingers reaching out for birds in disguise 

Barking dogs in the backyard in the backyard 

Her fingers reaching out, her fingers reaching out 
like weeds coming out of the ground 
Her fingertips reaching out like creeping snow, creeping snow, 
Her fingers reaching out 
Branches growing high above in giant trees towards the sky 
Her fingers reaching out, like weeds coming out of the ground 
Her fingers reaching out, like creeping snow, creeping snow 
Her fingers reaching out for …