Tuned to Darkness

I wake to wood that groans my name

A lullaby through the drain

The mirror smiles before I do (ahhhh)

The doors all breathe when the hallway bends Cold paint flakes from

the ceiling

I count the teeth in the kitchen sink None of them

belong to me

I keep my hands where the light can see

But something pulls from the walls (ahhhh)

There is a room inside the room

A face behind the glass

I hear the floor say soon,

say soon

And every breath turns black

Seal the basement, bolt the bed

Something lives inside my head

Sing me down,

bury the sound

I am the house and I cannot get out (ohhh)

The attic coughs up paper birds

Their wings are stitched with wire

I read the names under my skin

They bloom like fevered ink

A lullaby crawls across the vents

And learns to sound like me

Nail my name to the door

Drag the moon from the floor

Count to ten, cut the cord

I am not alone anymore

Seal the basement, bolt the bed

Something lives inside my head

Sing me down,

bury the sound

I am the house and I cannot get out

Hold the lamp against my chest Let it burn what will not

rest (ohhh)

If I sleep,

the ceiling opens

If I run,

the hallway grows

Every window wears my outline

Every lock already knows (ahhhh)

Seal the basement, bolt the bed

Something lives inside my head

Sing me down, bury the sound I am the house

and I cannot get out

Hold the lamp against my chest

Let it burn what will not rest

I am the house

and I cannot get out

The house

goes

quiet The door stays open

I leave the lamp on But it knows my name (ohhh)