Crooked House

Footsteps above
And below
We can see you
Just not with our eyes
Foresee another
Silent swing
Back home again
In for a surprise

Too many fragments
To ignore
Dead phone calls
Quiet shouts
Message face down
In the floor
Paper walls
Crooked house

Sanctuary
Pulled apart
Doesn't take much
To sound the alarm
Like sleeping on stone
That's where it starts
Capable of touch
Capable of harm

Too many voices
To speak of doubt
Haunted halls
Crooked house



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Ingram
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