an d it's a quarter after three,
and there are flashes of the light
fights with the pain in me.
and there are eyes behind my doors
You're gonna have to walk about
if you want to figure out
what the fear is really for
See the markings on the cedar,
read the writing on the wall
There is someone in the window,
there is no one there at all
and there are spirits in these posts
And if you want to come near,
then you're gonna have to clear
You're gonna have to clear
and there are shadows in my scenes
I feel the sharp teeth of dark memories
trying to feast upon my dreams
And there's a picture on the shelf,
it's of a boy who's nearly ten
where somebody should have been
See the markings on the cedars,
read the writing on the wall
When you turn each corner slowly,
there is no one there at all
and there are spirits in these boats
And if you want to come near,
then you're gonna have to clear it with
You see the markings on the cedars
Read the writing on the wall
And the specters in the mirror
They don't look like me at all
So I burn the candles slowly,
cause there isn't much light left
And what's dancing in the darkness,
have my defeat upon it's breath
See the markings on the cedars,
hear the footsteps down the hall
There is someone in the window,
there is no one there at all
and there are spirits in these posts
And if you want to come near,
then you're gonna have to clear
You're gonna have to clear