A Static Lullaby – Radio Flyer's Last Journey

It's cold it's raining
And everybodies is hating me
Snowflakes on gallows
That creates the false sincerity
If I break you now
I'll break the fall
We had the world and lost it all

You lay me down...
Lay me down on thorns and nails
Splintering the bone
You lay me down on thorns and nails
Of the last to pass in his bed

Why does it feel so right to cry
Help me, I died last night
Help me, I died last night
End this now

Lay me down on thorns and nails
Lay me down in his bed

It's warm he's floating
And the angels wings now carry him
The radio flyer sends for him
But the mother now buries him
Lay me down on thorns and nails
Splintering the bone
You lay me down on thorns and nails
Of the last to pass in his bed
This spectacle of values results in her son crying

I'll open this bottle of wine