Witching Hour - Spook Houses

Oh, I am

A tool for the land

And the bones in my hand

Mean as much as sand

So when I look at the time

And see 11:39

My anxious heart tick starts to not feel so right

I’m sorry for things

And I’m sorry it seems

That I have no faith in the most obvious things

Please walk on my grave

Plant on top flowers, but erase my name

Oh, please walk

On my grave

Plant on top flowers, but erase my name

Oh, I am

A tool for the land

And the bones in my hand

Mean as much as sand

When I’m home at night

Tired feeling right

I flip through the channels then turn out the light

I listen to them:

«never borrow or lend»

There’ll be no sleep 'til I’m home again

Please walk on my grave

Plant on top flowers but erase my name

Oh, please walk

On my grave

Plant on top flowers but erase my name