Sharing a Voice

The ones outside seem dreary
Weary mailmen run their routes
Funnels pour cement
Through each bedroom window
Kids in a tunnel
Listen for the shouting

We can really make this simple
Drown out every noise
Walk on through this hazy temple
Follow the sound of my shaking voice

And with the whip of the Devil's tongue
She hope he don't bite
Scratching at clouds
Touching the sky
Stuck in a well
Feels weak, but clings to life

Send him down below with the rest of them
A tiny beating heart and a melting grin
He'll find a dirty bin
Get nice and settled in
And there he will thaw
Until you're ready for him

We can really make this simple
Don't get turned around
Stay here and wait for a signal
Follow my voice

Through the amniotic amazon
Will you please join me
We will drown



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Lamonto
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