Listen through the walls The wave has got to break soon
Only so many nails to a room, only so much could it support
The floorboards sigh to the sway of the dance that could keep going
All night and peel away the dawn

And I am a peach down in the forest of knives and snakes and mesquite,
Where all is a dream, all eyes on me, and I bite my nails till they bleed

I see your claws come off and your knees come out
Like an iceberg, like a secret offer
Sailing the waves of that icy morning,
While all in between theres a new wind blowing

And I am a peach down in the forest of knives and snakes and mesquite,
Where all is a dream, all eyes on me, and I bite my nails till they bleed
(The prevailing winds from the east) I will set my sights on defeat