And as the snow
Falls through the
Cracks in your floor
I joke about the silence
That we've never heard before
Through the cracks
I can see
Through your heart
And the silence
That is carries
It came from the start
Beneath the ground
Is where they'll hide
(I don't know you
But you don't too)
Coming out
And letting them inside
But underneath
Your house
They're tunneling, tunneling down
Nothing left
But a frame
A moving breathing frame of a man