Howling storms, sirens, hurricanes
At four in the morning
When i come down the hall, down the hallway
And 77 steps up the spiral staircase
Oh where are we going and what do you want from me?
You say i need to sleep
And my bones are stretching.
Someday it will get better,
Until then it's just gonna get worse.
When i grow up all the kings will come down from their thrones.
When i grow up the sirens will come and repair my bones.
I hear your voice in the faucets, down corridors
And the howls wash through the floors.
You say every time i try to turn i will fall.
See, we come running and see, we will show.
We'll burn this house down while you're tied to its walls
While everybody howls.
And when i grow up, yeah, when my bones have stopped growing,
When i grow up, yeah, i'll be like a feather
And when i grow up, yeah, when my bones have stopped growing,
When i grow up, yeah, i'll be a sledge hammer.