It’s A Ghost Town, Alleiluuya

[Verse 1]
They all move in these halls
A mint on folded clothes and a gun
Under pillows and pressed sheets
They'll wed by the willow; he's dying to meet
I'm a fool for what I did
The air all moves as a breath
Through the rows of stamped streets
And in the bedroom warmth or so I was led to believe

[Chorus]
Gather the pictures that race up the stairway
The frameworks collapse repent for a new day
And alleiluuya
All things that lie on our chest in a locket
Our lies suit us best in the breast of our pocket

[Verse 2]
I'm a fool for what I did
Tumbling weeds carrying winds
That lie on our chest in a locket
Our lies suit us best in the breast of our pocket
And they're dying to meet you
So empty your sheath as you march down the stairway

[Chorus]
The frameworks collapse repent for a new day
And aillieluuya
I'll talk you out of your soft accents
I'll talk you out of that midnight dress

[Bridge]
Don't turn away let the sermon begin
Don't turn away let the sermon begin
Don't turn away let the sermon begin
Don't turn away let the sermon begin
Don't turn away let the sermon begin
Don't turn away let the sermon begin
Don't turn away let the sermon begin
Don't turn away let the sermon begin

[Chorus]
Bury the pictures that race up the stairway
The frameworks collapse repent for a new day
And alleiluuya

[Outro]
Don't turn away let the sermon begin
Don't turn away let the sermon begin
Don't turn away let the sermon begin
Don't turn away don't turn away