Killer Wasps Songtext
von Kirsty McGee

I hear them scratching in the middle of the night
I hear the voices in the walls
There′s a bird trapped in the chimney
I hear him when the lights turn low
I run the water and it splutters in the bowl
Irises and yellow flag and crimson daisies grow
Beyond the wall there lies a dusty bed of stones
I see them when the lights turn low
I am the sole recipient of autumn's vivid dream
I see things where there are not things
I see things you′ve never seen
I see rats around the edges
Of the crevices and holes I am the final great believer
In the twisting of the human soul
I taste the water but i do not swallow down
Angels and promises have run me out of town
There's a bird trapped in the chimney
I hear him when the lights turn low
I am the sole beneficiary of winter's broken scheme
There are stones around my ankles
They are tied to me with string
Sixteen hives of killer wasps
And seventeen of bees
I hear them when the lights turn low