He's stopped taking his medication,
and the whole world has begun.
It's like a night time,
light a sweet dream,
where you built the treehouse.
Floating down the river, brother.

Do you know that the whole word
has begun the medication.
I'm going into my sleep,
have you drank down to yours?
Steve is watching the roof,
and you numbing yourself
to Armageddeon.

Josh is wrapping himself
in the gray web,
not even the kindest mother
can see down into the depths.
Do you miss your brother?
Which one has left?

Cruel tongue, cruel tongue.
Is it mine? Slip into the water.
Vent to me, and make a sweet song.
Anytime, cigarette burning,
roof burning, your house.
Your house is burning down.