Let Me In
Yeah, all those stars drip down like butter,Promises are sweet,We hold out our pans, lift our hands to catch them,We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up.
Hey, let me in...Hey, let me in...
I only wish that I could hear you whisper down,Mister fisherman, to a less peculiar groundHe gathered up his loved ones and he brought them all aroundTo say goodbye, nice try.
Hey, let me in...Yeah, yeah, yeah...Hey, let me in, let me in...
I had in mind to try to stop you.Let me in, let me in.I've got tar on my feet and I can't see.All the birds look down and laugh at me,Clumsy, crawling out of my skin.
Hey, let me in...Yeah, yeah, yeah...Hey, let me in...Hey, let me in...Yeah, yeah, yeah...Hey, let me in...