jack's mannequin
bloodshot
She walks to the mailbox each morning at nine Everyday she begins She's always one day behind At least when it comes to the mail She sits on the balcony paying her bills Her letters just hashing her cigarettes onto the sill Every breath a little more pale  And the hill's still left to climb It's just so high And I'm so tired Come on look me in my bloodshot eyes The clouds are all on fire It's just so high And I'm so tired Come on look me in my bloodshot eyes The clouds are all on  Sits in his basement from midnight 'till four Painting pictures that nobody sees From his days in the war The canvas is painted bright red, red He heats up the shower He paces the hall He'll scrub for an hour or more But he wont get it all The paint in his fingernail beds  [Chorus] And the hill's still left to climb It's just so high And I'm so tired Come on look me in my bloodshot eyes The clouds are all on fire It's just so high And I'm so tired Come on look up at the bloodshot sky The clouds are all on fire The clouds are all on fire The clouds are all on  We wait in valleys While the clouds come in We see no shadows Cause the shadow's all there is And we climb And we climb  [Chorus]  The clouds are all on fire The clouds are all on fire