A Fragile Thing
The Cure
4:44This old house has got me tired So very tired Dark descends by habit over reddening eyes Did I die in my dreams last night? May bones below this family's throne Our fractured home unite Mother forgive the heartless sins unknown Through horrors such as this we struggle so Dust collecting underneath my fingertips An open window brings a cold you cannot lick Did I die in my dreams last night? A length of rope could hang us both Or help us scale great heights Mother forgive the heartless sins unknown Through horrors such as this we struggle so Did I die in my dreams last night?