House of Leaves
Hey now, overcome your concern about the weather
And whether or not I'm still alive
Check the vital signs
So soft spoken and shy
Never gets high anymore
Did you poison my food?
Forgive me, I have the paranoid flu

I've been lying wide awake paralyzed by the buzzing of the television
These modern things we know, getting you off
These modern things we know, getting you off

Haunting us, these different meanings and spectral beings
We're fighting sleep with broken, rusted weaponry
Sing so softly and low, like you want me to hear
Stolen what you can't afford
What's that muffle beating for?

Something I could never say, speak so softly and low