Notes From The Underground

Notes from the underground

Where the mice must write our lives down.

In the night, I hear you calling out to say

It's all right, love, you're in good hands

Tears on a borrowed bed

'Tween walls that are painted somebody else's red.

If you hear me cry out, calling out to say

It's all right love, you're in good hands

Still out on the roof

Howling at the moon

Exiles

Another exile in the kingdom

Still out on the roof

All I need is you

Exiles

Oh, we are exiles

We two.

Love with the love they hide.

Dream with the dream the cast aside.

Oh the truth will form and fall apart again.

It's all right love, you're in good hands.

Still out on the roof

Howling at the moon

Exiles

Another exile in the kingdom

Still out on the roof

All I need is you

Exiles

Oh, we are exiles

We two.

They don't trust the likes of you and I

They kick our verses aside

But we know the road is wide, that's why

Still out on the roof

Howling on the moon

Exiles

Another exile in the kingdom

Still out on the roof

I'm a dreamer too

Exiles

We are exiles

We two