Climbing up the Walls

I am the key to the lock in your house

That keeps your toys in the basement

And if you get too far inside

You'll only see my reflection

It's always best when you cry in his arms

I am the pick in the ice

Do not cry out or hit the alarm

You know we're friends till we die

Either way you turn

I'll be there

Open up your skull

I'll be there

Climbimg up the walls

It's always best the light is out

It's always better on the outside

Fifteen blows to the back of my head

Fifteen blows to your mind

So lock the kids up safe tonight

And shut the eyes in the cupboard

I got the smell of a local man

Who's got the loneliest feeling

That either way you turn

I'll be there

Open up your skull

I'll be there

Climbing up the walls

My Thoughts - This is a great song. It's really spooky, and sometimes you can't understand what Thom is saying.