Yellowbirds - The Ceiling lyrics

And the roof caves in Rain falls Prisms mist off the gla** frames Hung from papered walls Seated on flowered sofas Bathing in their plastic covers Beds fill with water In the bedrooms of lovers Sailing ships are sewn in pillows By the hands of old grandmothers Schools of pianos practice scales In clouds of bubbles Drown in it Holding my breath Drift away An hour older Drown again Let all my sin Wash away Like someone else's Like it all was a dream Or a lie The ceiling