Taxi Cab

I wanna fall inside your ghost

And fill up every hole inside my mind

And I want everyone to know

That I am half a soul divided

Sometimes, we will die

And sometimes, we will fly away

Either way, you're by my side

Until my dying days

And if I'm not there and I'm far away

I said, "Don't be afraid"

I said, "Don't be afraid

We're going home"

I wanna strip myself of breath

A breathless piece of death I've made for you

A mortal rotting piece of song

Will help me carry on, but at least you heard

Oh, sometimes, we will die

And sometimes, we will fly away

Either way, you're by my side

Until my dying days

And if I'm not there and I'm far away

I said, "Don't be afraid"

I said, "Don't be afraid

We're going home"

Okay

So the hearse ran out of gas, a passenger person grabbed a map

And the driver inside it contrived a new route to save the past

And checked his watch and grabbed a cab, a beautifully plain taxi cab

A cab, had a cleared out back and two men started to unpack

Driving once again, but now this time, there were three men

And then I heard one of them say, "I know the night will turn to gray

I know the stars will start to fade when all the darkness fades away

We had to steal him from his fate so he could see another day"

Then I cracked open my box, someone must have picked the lock

A little light revealed the spot where my fingernails had fought

Then I pushed it open more, pushing up against the door

Then I sat up off the floor, and found the breath I was searching for

Then there were three men up front, all I saw were backs of heads

And then I asked, "Am I alive and well, or am I dreaming dead?"

Then one turned around to say, "We're driving toward the morning sun

Where all your blood is washed away and all you did will be undone"

I said, "Don't be afraid"

I said, "Don't be afraid"

Ooh, ooh