Open the window climb into the concrete vaultnLittle sparrow sang me a song and I cried tears of gravelnIt's a long way for the mason to come seal me innDaydream of a soldier's life and swallowing shrapnelnnI'm gonna try so hard not to escapennIt smells so damp like a funeral in AprilnDusty cobwebs grant me into submission with my soulnWe talk like children with the angels embracing menAll the clamor, all of the damage of fear should blushed out by now.nnI'm gonna try so hard not to escape