Static Collapse

Static on the wire,

cold floor underfoot

Tracking every breath that we never understood

Counting down the hours,

watching plaster peel

Waiting for the break,

waiting to feel

It's clawing at the frame

It's speaking in my name

(look out)

Tear the ceiling down to find the sun!

Nothing left unbroken when we run!

Buried in the dirt,

crawling to the light Tear the ceiling

down tonight!

Rust along the hinges,

splinter on the sill

Everything is quiet, everything is still

You can trace the outline where the picture hung

Swallowing the words

bitter

on the tongue

It's clawing at the frame

It's speaking in my name (let go)

Tear the ceiling down to find the sun!

Nothing left unbroken when we run!

Buried in the dirt,

crawling to the light Tear the ceiling

down tonight! (yeah!)

Under the weight, under the floor (breathe)

We don't live here anymore