Shouting at the Wall - Flat Worms

Thought it was a nightmare

Late last night

It wasn’t like the same old fear

It was a new anxiety

I heard voices in the alley

Crawling from the gallows

Saw a broken arrow

Smoke from a barrel

Our hopes will rise and fall

But in the meantime we’re just shouting at the wall

Shouting at the wall

Thought I saw a window

Thought I saw a door

Thought I saw a halo

That turned out to be horns

Written in the margins

Ringing out a chord

Without resolution

Just a dissonant sound

Our movements rise and fall

But in the meantime we’re just shouting at the wall

Shouting at the wall

Shouting

At the wall