Houses to houses,
Sinks and walls and floors,
Windows to hallways,
Closed and open doors.
Softly,
They creep softly.
Lost, we
Have now lost these.
Cover your eyes with the paper clothes
That you stole from paper sheep.
Tracing their jumps on the paper sky
Where you fall the papers sleep.
Fallin',
We're always fallin'.
Callin',
"Hey come back, lost things!"
Ahhh, oh my God!
Ahhh, oh my God!
Summer was once where
the whitest winter breathes.
I know it's somewhere,
Come and,
Come and called it.
Caught it
And then we lost it.