Could you hurt a fly Sitting on your bedroom window Cuold you hurt a fly Sitting on your bedroom window Could you make it die Thinking nothing more about it mow
Under the floorboards Creaking in the night Under the staircase The total lack of like
Under the oak tree That came down in the storm Under the new terms The contracts are redrawn
Weighing all your words Some word weighing more than others Weighing all your words Some word weighing more than others Falling from your mouth Listen to the sounds they 're making now
Under the cold Sun Nothing here is new We've seen it before now Everything you do
Under a dark curse You are left alone Under the cloud bank For reason yet unknown
Undet the burden Of all tha weighs you down Under the gun So hard to make the sound
Under the bed frame A darkness that intrigues Under the ocean Thousand of leagues
