Knives Under Your Bed

Another falling dream, another firing line
Another bridge explodes, how much more can I take?
I had supper with the insects with the mantises and flies
I had trouble keeping interest 'til they got beneath my eyes
With the devil's anvil beating in the tundra of my faith
Towards the smoke we travel at the bottom of the lake
You've got to help me to throw open the door
There'll be no singing by the end of this war
Push the fingers in
Push the fingers in
You've got to show me all that is tearing from within
You've got to come with me
Don't say another word
I'll let the flood in me drown out the raging world
You've got to help me to throw open the door
There'll be no singing by the end of this war
When you were born,
you were fed from the breast of misfortune
And you have been haunted ever since
When you were born, there was no other way
You couldn't change what was written,
what they had planned
You can't change the direction of cadavers in the wind
You can't change the decision when the science wins
You can't redraw the boundaries when I see your scowl
I know just how you found me
Tell me anyhow
This is the only way now
You couldn't change what was written
What they had planned
Give me your hand
I discovered knives under your bed
As gasoline leaked from the eaves
Tell me does this speak to you?
Tell me the tell me truth
Come a little closer my friend
This is how we abbreviate
Come a little closer my friend
This is how we abbreviate
Come a little closer my friend
This is how you
This is how you