Snow on Dead Neighborhoods - Electric President

Pluck all the wires from your skin

And toss 'em to the wind

Open your chest and let me in

I’ll help you mend

While you carve our names

In the ice on the sidewalk

And I do the same

On the face of a cinder block

Thousands of houses hug this road

But no one’s home

All the picket fences look like bones

'Cause nothin' grows

Snow covers everything in sight

A ghostly white

Under that blanket there’s no life

Just blinkin' lights

And we peer through the glass

Of those empty households

The TVs are all still on

They’re flashing images across the walls