Twelve Foot Room Lyrics

Twelve Foot Room

There's a black hole in the middle of the angel's stomach

Sucking in everything she cannot see

There's a white line following the angel's teardrop

Drying in the afterglow of what might be

Can you hear those voices of the wind at midnight

Can you hear the crickets dance around your tomb

I've been far away from where the sunrise lingers

Making a living in a twelve foot room

I can hear the pitter patter of the dollar bills that matter

As I make my way and flatter everyone I meet

Staring out the window at the sunrise and the moon glow

In the echo of a long ago feeling of feeling incomplete

Somewhere in the darkness there's a candle burning

I can't see it from my foxhole dive

Somewhere in the shadows there's a whispering promise

Whispering that nobody gets out alive

Can you hear those voices in a twelve foot nightmare

Can you hear the closing of the prison door

I've been far away from where sunset trembles

Lighting up the shipwrecks on this ocean floor

I can hear the pitter patter of the dollar bills that matter

As I make my way and flatter everyone I meet

Staring out the window at the sunrise and the moon glow

In the echo of a long ago feeling of feeling incomplete