Time scurries away from us like field mice Out through the holes in our walls Lost to the dark night
Heal me up again
Everything I love gathers dust inside my chest And all the love lost was the love that I kept In coffins and boxes, a museum of the dead It’s time I let go, let the darkness claim them
Heal me up again Heal me up again
Carved out of chalk Out of wax, out of wood Saints, dolls and angels In pews they all stood
They said it’s time To give all that I’ve found It’s time to give it back To the ground
And one day they will knock The buildings down Like vomit our ghosts Will all spill out
