"Haunted House, not 1980."
Don't you know the body is a fire that sings at night?
Our organs stars that winter in Western states.
Look at us.
Look at us solemn astronauts.
Us ants smashed under the sun's question.
Us symphonies of coin and skull.
Everything is new, isn't it?
Yes, everything is new.
Everything is new, until it's told.