cries of the dead - chad vangaalen lyrics
i can hear the cries of the dead
maybe it’s your neighbour beating his dog in the bas-m-nt
i can hear the cries of the dead
muffled by the ground but still loud enough to make it out
monkey-webs of concrete road disappear in time
weeds and trees that grow from seed will cover us in time
swallowing all of the buildings
and every single piece of trash
i can hear the cries of the dead
maybe its your neighbour playing his trumpet in the bas-m-nt
i can hear the cries of the dead
muffled by the ground but still loud enough to make a sound
you went to the mountains true and painted what you saw
you came back late and hid the painting underneath our couch
and i wasn’t there when you made it
but i feel like i’m there when i’m lookin’ at it
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
i can hear the cries of the dead
maybe its your neighbour beating his dog in the bas-m-nt.
i can hear the cries of the dead,
muffled by the ground but still loud enough to make it out
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