Theres not a breath of air tonight.
I got my windows all thrown open wide
Praying for any little breeze to move the curtains,
Shake the leaves tonight
Stumbled in to sleeps ravine
Into a dream of Pascals Submarine
Where if you can remain quiet and still
You might escape lifes fill of misery
A womens had all she can stand
Hysterically Screaming Im waiting for my man
Madam, were doing all we can,
but can you give me your mans name again?
ARE THEY DEAD
OR WORSE, ALIVE?
Is there something that youre trying to hide?
Russian Accent – Las Vegas Cap Says Can we talk about all that, Inside?
With Klebanov within her grasp
Theres just one more think shes dying to ask
They stuck a needle in her arm
Saying, Dont do yourself more harm
She Collapsed
Theres not a breath of air tonight
We go our windows all thrown open wide
Praying for any little breeze
For the Skeletons, for the Effigies, Tonight