(+) Neighborhood
And if the snow buries my...
My neighborhood
And if my parents are crying,
Then I'll dig a tunnel
from my window to yours
Yeah, a tunnel
from my window to yours
You climb out the chimney
And meet me in the middle
The middle of the town
And since
there's no one else around,
We let our hair grow long
and forget all we used to know
Then our skin gets thicker
from living out in the snow
You change all the lead
sleeping in my head
As the day grows dim,
I hear you sing
a golden hymn...
Then, we tried to
name our babies
But we forgot all
the names that,
The names we used to know
But sometimes,
We remember our bedrooms
and our parent's bedrooms
and the bedrooms of our friends
Then we think of our parents...
Well, whatever
happened to them?!
You change all the lead
sleeping in my head to gold
As the day grows dim,
I hear you sing
a golden hymn
It's the song
I've been trying to sing...
Purify the colors,
purify my mind
Purify the colors,
purify my mind
And spread the ashes
of the colors
over this heart of mine!