Well, here's to the glue,
Dripping, dripping,
Closer, to a familiar face, (hahaha)

Manager, I believe I lost my shoes,
Somewhere,
Here, in hotel room 6452,

(from the window)
Soldiers with lead in their pockets
                                            mothers
Without any voice (let alone ears... despair)

Window, sitting upon a cloud,
Hark, a hard rain's a'gonna fall. (bleed)