I live up here in this cabin in the woods.
Up where nobody visits and probably nobody should.
There’s a lot to consider once you get inside the door.
I’ve got a box full of secrets buried under the floor boards.
Where is all my family?
Why did no one stay with me?
Wailing Walls, how could you give up on me?
[you’re not alone]
Wailing Walls blacker than you’ve ever seen.
[lay down your…]
Agnes speaks but I don’t hear a word.
Then this angel of mercy comes in like a vision.
It’s a great birds of prey weighing all my decisions.
Yeah the vulture swoops down with a match and some gas.
Saying burn the whole place and the pain will pass.
Where’s the bluebird of my youth?
In the absence of the truth, of the truth.
Wailing Walls, how could you give up on me?
[you’re not alone]
Wailing Walls blacker than you’ve ever seen.
[lay down your…]
Then out of a dream a voice in my head.
Mercy had left, forgiveness is dead.
The guns have grown cold, the soldiers have bled.
And I won’t live.
Wailing Walls, how could you give up on me?
Wailing Walls blacker than you’ve ever seen.
[don’t give up dear]
How could you give up on.
Wailing Walls how you could give on me?
[I hear you now]
How could you give up on me?
[I hear you now]
How could you give up on me?
[I hear you]
It’s blacker than you’ve ever seen
[I hear you]
It’s out of a dream
It’s out of a dream
It’s out of a dream
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