Lyrics

Knock-knock-knocking on the door Of the house of what was before Please, let me in I'm tired and it's cold as hell I've been moving nonstop all night long And I'm following the arrows But something is wrong Or maybe right, it's getting hard to tell Let me into the memory Let me slide back into the driver's seat Watch the steam rise up and settle on your breath Lean back, baby, and I will do the rest Cling-clang, I'm dragging the chains Locked up and wrapped up around the dream Please give me the key I'm tired and I'm weak as hell Been sleeping damn near all my life A little Ambien paired with a red wine And I can hear a little chime Sounds like roman bells Let me wake to the sight of you May disappear into your ocean blue Let the fear of loss get lost in the morning rain Let the water wash the tire marks away Whistle whistle, the finch is singing All that's left is a plastic trinket Who gets her soul Now that she has flown We've been chasing down these facts of life It's so stupid when we do 'Cause we are what is longing to be known Yes, we are what is longing to be known We are what is longing to be known Yes, we are what is longing to be known We are what is longing to be known Yes, we are what is longing to be known Oh, we are what is longing to be known