white light-sunrise-landslides
basement walls, bright light-bright eyes-despise
these phone calls. I'm laying in the bed all alone in the dark,
mourning pictures of a brown haired boy with a smile.

I'm alone in my room, I'm alone in a crowd. 
borading up the doors and windows
to keep me in- to keep you out.

curse of chiroptera, curse of the night eyes
life subterranean until my mouth dries.
lurk living lonely, luck living alone.

blades, shovels, and black duct tape at least
until the sun is shown- oh yeah and you can find the footprints in the morning 
and you can kill it sleeping in the morning-
you can kill it while it sleeps
silent gigils for my heart beat, 
a lit candle for hope is all I keep
a child's funeral at which I weep

and you can turn the lights out as you're leaving.