Red Museum - Idiot Pilot

Came in through an open window

Through a small mistake

Glanced over at your sleeping baby

We can hardly wait

In the red museum

It’s had to sleep

We are known for the lack

Of the words we speak

Now he is one

Now she is one

Now they are one

Now he is one

Now she is one

Now they are one

Glass eyes and some wooden teeth

You cannot sit still

These walls have a sense of reach

And an iron will

In the red museum

It’s had to sleep

We are known for the lack

Of the words we speak

Now he is one

Now she is one

Now they are one

Now he is one

Now she is one

Now they are one

Red sky

Red sky

Red sky

If you would try to let us

Red sky

Red sky

Red sky

If you would try and let us

We can’t stop them from coming in

We can’t stop them from coming in

We can’t stop them from coming in

We can’t stop them from coming in