There are hatchet homes for howling souls    Where the gravel slides right off the roads    And the sun don't shine it only scolds    Electricity jumps from pole to pole       You wake up there and your hearts a mess    You've got to get what's eating you off your chest    For even a ghost could use some rest    From never-ending terror       You've got skeletons spilling out of your drawers    And your tongue's swollen from biting down so hard    You say it aint true but you know that you are    The one they're all spilling for       So you run as if you could slice through the air    Then you turn to see the past is still right there    And she's running her fingers through the waves in your hair    Whispering go ahead and try and escape me       You've got to get wise to your size 'cause you're crawling    Can't quite call them blue skies at all my friend    And the sun will rise or set    With your hope or regret       So how come you whisper why not let out a scream    Why open the road when you can float on a stream    You've got to go down in the dirt if you want to come up clean    What happened to your confidence and charisma       I can hear your voice now floating in the sky    Talking about truth and the lies that it implies    Beauty is your umbrella and you always hold it high    To shield you from the shower of dissension       All the chaos-tongues and the rattling teeth    Predict the future so digest your grief    For even a ghost could stand to loose some sleep    Over never-ending terror       Now there's a statue in every square or park    For teenagers to mutilate after dark    Saying this is that of which we want no part    With piss and spit and spray-paint       You've got to aim high if you want to bring down Goliath    Because it aint just a stone when it aint just one life    And the sun will rise or set    With your hope or regret