Through the walls
I heard it all
I could have sworn I heard voices
Who am I kidding
It's all in my head
Sedatives and sunshine
Tapestries and red wine
By my side or close behind
It's all for the playback
Whatever remembered is fine
You're not alone
Come back around baby because
It's all for the playback
Science
You can blame it all on science or books
You can blame it on those books I read
Or the things they said
They being everyone else
And everyone else being them
It's strange being in an empty house with doors that open by themselves
And you're wondering why I'm constantly talking to myself
And hearing the voices through the walls