They Came In

I think this song is about ghosts, this is because it keeps saying "They came in..." and never specify how. Also it says in the song "You'll never see there faces at all.." obviously ghosts are mostly invisible. "The know my fears and cry in my tears" line represents the fact that they know how true fear feels, most 'ghosts' traditionally have a ghastly death and come back to haunt, and the "cry in my tears" is meant to represent the idea that the 'ghosts' have felt extreme pain.

One line I don't get though is "They came in the phone that I'm in and threw the face on my wall"

Anyone care to explain it?

The ghost theory is interesting and would be consistent with some of the other spiritual references to the album. My take on it comes from a more paranoid perspective. They came in to me sounds more like the writer and listener of the song is being watched, observed, and stalked by someone or something that wants to know more of the individual or mass of people's lives. The eye without a face at all is a camera that is hidden or can't be detected, no face. A face without an eye at all is logos of any kind. So there you have the clothing. They came in the clothes I am in, I.E. Nike, Levis, Old Navy, or whatever is the face without an eye at all. That is representing something without knowing if you can be tracked by that face or logo. There is reference earlier in the album about flying over a destroyed earth. This could be tied to aliens watching our every move, They Came In is what happened before the destruction.

Also, do we know if the lyrics say "threw" the phone on the(at the) wall or is it "through"? They came through the clock, face, and phone to gain access into a person's life either being government spies such as DEA agents or something from another planet or time. If they came in through a face(picture or logo or advertisement) on my wall, then the face without an eye at all really has an eye and the compliance with commercials and capitalism is how you allow your privacy to be invaded.

I think that it is about all the different people you are. Both past and present, under the influence and not. You come home angry and throw your phone. You get drunk and leave mean messages on the phones of those who hurt you. Then you slur and mix up your words. The next morning, When you are no longer under emotion or influence, the person who did those things the night before, feels like a stranger. But your shame is too great to acknowledge what you did, so it was someone else. People who who know your fears and cry your tears.