children view these windows like the linings of a tent studying the shadows on the walls while they're in bed and they dream up demons every night before they go to sleep and tell their folks about he horrid futures they had seen but before the word could spread a cloud emerged and blew them back to earth even as an adult I'm still haunted by the sounds of footsteps in the hallway and the sirens of the town and i hold onto this blanket like i really wish it would bring me back into the innocence of childhood but before the word could spread a cloud emerged and blew us back to earth and you know it gets lonely in the world when you've got no place to go and you're waiting on a miracle the twilight creeps it's way across the blinds that blind my room it dances on my ceiling like a sky full of balloons i try to trace it's outline with the crumbling stucco paint and grasp in hopes to grip a ride into a different age but before the word could spread a cloud emerged and blew me back to earth