Tumbleweed - The Watchmen

The house is silent I canў‚¬"ўt hear a sound

Only hearing my hair grow and hit the ground

Theyў‚¬"ўve all grown or they just packed up and left

Left me with these years unfortunate

Like on my tv I will find the words that bring you back around

But this scene is full of twisted irony

Considering my tv has no sound

I canў‚¬"ўt take this shit lying down no I wonў‚¬"ўt

Kick all in my way to the ground

And fill this house again with the sounds

Voices singing laughter ringing and you

Look in my yard dogў‚¬"ўs not there

Gone like all the rest of them without a care

Just a well that everyone sucks dry

Dry up as the tumbleweeds are rolling by

I can finally speak the kind of words that lift you from the ground

I can still smell your sweetness in the air

And Iў‚¬"ўm dying slow from you not being around

I canў‚¬"ўt take this shit lying down no I wonў‚¬"ўt

Kick all in my way to the ground

And fill this house again with the sounds

Voices singing laughter ringing and you

Whoў‚¬"ўs bedtime itў‚¬"ўs empty who can I phone

And I canў‚¬"ўt sleep just yet here by my own

And what about you guess Iў‚¬"ўll watch one more show

I canў‚¬"ўt take this shit lying down no I wonў‚¬"ўt

Kick all in my way to the ground

And fill this house again with the sounds

Voices singing laughter ringing and you