Someone's standing the aisle
Yelling that the murderers are everywhere
And they're lining up
Carving M in your side
Pull the curtains back
Kill all the house lights
Pin the dress lotus flowers
The silk is spinning around and around
With the ceiling fan
I'm disappearing into the spotlight
I'm on display
With the butterfly and the scare crow
With smiles like picket fences
You tie us all up and leave us outside
"That voice is silent now and the boat has sunk..."
We're on our own but we're not going to run