i can hear the cries of the dead maybe it s your neighbour beating his dog in the basement i can hear the cries of the dead muffled by the ground but still loud enough to make it out monkey webs of concrete road disappear in time weeds and trees that grow from seed will cover us in time swallowing all of the buildings and every single piece of trash i can hear the cries of the dead maybe its your neighbour playing his trumpet in the basement i can hear the cries of the dead muffled by the ground but still loud enough to make a sound you went to the mountains true and painted what you saw you came back late and hid the painting underneath our couch and i wasn t there when you made it but i feel like i m there when i m lookin at it ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh i can hear the cries of the dead maybe its your neighbour beating his dog in the basement i can hear the cries of the dead muffled by the ground but still loud enough to make it out