Blood through the wires.nAnd this is how a ghost dances,nI am anxious, I shake and jive.nI'm waiting to steal your glances.nnBlood through the house.nAnd God is in the house.nRobotic, neurotic.nBass drop when you punch someone's teeth.nnBlood through the fog.nAnd my feet are still clamped here.nI am waiting for you.nA train blasts its way to me.nnBlood through me always.nAnd we forgive anyway.nBesides, who knows better than InnThat stained glass, false named starsnBreak my spine.nAlways turning to menAh, the break of dawn.n