When holes enter my bones I'll be alone 
Wondering if you're far 
The sounds that echo through crowds and over our towns 
Know just where you are 

We've got the fortune of a curious few 
Who want all the wantings but fell from the view 
We're boarding up windows to keep out the night 
With hands as our curtains we'll cover our eyes. 
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When sounds enter the grounds where we are found 
I will be alone 
As movement in the room catches up soon 
I will be at home 
We've got the courage of a thousand [bad word] march 
Who laughs at the readers who censor their hearts 
Our words were so busy when we opened our thoughts 
To geysers of visions that captured our faults 

Oh cut 'em free are you cutting them free 
Where do I get ideas for wreckin their spirits 
Oh cut us free are you cutting us free 
Where do I get ideas for wreckin their spirits 

When holes enter my bones I'll be alone 
As sounds echo through crowds and shower our homes 
We've got the fortune of a curious few 
Who want all the wantings but fell from the view 

We're boarding up windows to keep out the night 
With hands as our curtains we'll cover our eyes. 
As sounds echo through crowds and shower our homes