There's a noise upstairs, up there in the dark
I miss my heart, I miss my heart, it's been taken too far
Pinned to the wall but it leaks on the floor
Sticks in my throat like a splintered bone I flood with rage
The blind won't see and the lame won't walk
And sure as hell the dumb won't talk in my dreams tonight
Collecting pictures of things that distress me
I spat at a priest and he turned and blessed me, to rights
The voice is cracking, the tongue is parched
Body is bloated, covered in flies
With beautiful wings
The blind won't see and the lame won't walk
And sure as hell the dumb won't talk in my dreams tonight In my dreams tonight
