i am the key t the lock in your house
that keeps your toys in the basement
and if you get to far inside
you'll only see my reflection
i am her face when she sleeps tonight
i am the pick in the ice
do not cry out or hit the alarm
we are friends till we die
either way you turn i'll be there
open up your skull i'll be there
climbing up the walls
it's always best when the light is off
it's always better on the outside
it's in the crack of your waning smile
15 blows to the skull
so tuck the kids in safe tonight
and shut the eyes in the cupboard
do not cry out or hit the alarm
you'll get the loneliest feeling that
either way you turn i'll be there
open up your skull i'll be there
climbin up the walls
(in album booklet with lyrics, words make a figure climbing up a wall.)