the darcys
house built around your voice
This is the plan Are you in, are you out I lean on my smile I pack up all of our doubt On the back of a storm Right out from your mouth Drunk as I ride Right up into your house  I've heard, I've heard you talk this way before When you were talking of the casualties About the bodies you've left in unmade beds And there was nothing left to do but sleep  Living like this In a house built 'round your voice There's no fear for the instinct A fear for all of our choice This is the plan Well, I'm in, oh, well, I'm in It's impeachable silence Behind your grin  Well, I've heard I've heard you talk this way before When you were talking of the casualties About the bodies you've left in unmade beds And there was nothing left to do but sleep