I can hear the cries of the dead
Maybe it's your neighbour beating his dog in the basement
I can hear the cries of the dead
Muffled by the ground but still loud enough to make it out
Monkey-webs of concrete road disappear in time
Weeds and trees that grow from seed will cover us in time
Swallowing all of the buildings
And every single piece of trash
I can hear the cries of the dead
Maybe its your neighbour playing his trumpet in the basement
I can hear the cries of the dead
Muffled by the ground but still loud enough to make a sound
You went to the mountains true and painted what you saw
You came back late and hid the painting underneath our couch
and I wasn't there when you made it
But I feel like I'm there when I'm lookin' at it
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I can hear the cries of the dead
Maybe its your neighbour beating his dog in the basement.
I can hear the cries of the dead,
Muffled by the ground but still loud enough to make it out
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