Oh, to Be an Animal

Murder by Death
Skies were blue
Pretty too
But the ache in my chest
Just made it seem cruel
Oh oh, oh oh
It's the loneliest of times
Paced the yard
Climbed the steps
Walked up the hill
And had to catch my breath
Your old house hadn't changed at all
Oh, to be an animal, scurrying through those halls
Oh oh, oh oh
It's the loneliest of times
You were a lion, I bared my throat for you
I was your songbird, chirping out a tune
A fool, a fool
Back home
Overdue
Walked on the ice
Just to get to you
Houses alive with music and lights
Oh, to be a mirror inside, to catch the sights
Oh oh, oh oh
It's the loneliest of times
Oh oh, oh oh
It's the loneliest of times
Oh oh, oh oh