There's not a breath of air tonight.  I got my windows all thrown open wide  Praying for any little breeze to move the curtains,  Shake the leaves tonight  Stumbled in to sleep's ravine  Into a dream of Pascal's Submarine  Where if you can remain quiet and still  You might escape life's fill of misery  A women's had all she can stand  Hysterically Screaming 'I'm waiting for my man'  'Madam, we're doing all we can,  but can you give me your man's name again?'  ARE THEY DEAD  OR WORSE, ALIVE?  Is there something that you're trying to hide?  Russian Accent - Las Vegas Cap Say's 'Can we talk about all that, Inside?'  With Klebanov within her grasp  There's just one more think she's dying to ask  They stuck a needle in her arm  Saying, Don't do yourself more harm  She Collapsed  There's not a breath of air tonight  We go our windows all thrown open wide  Praying for any little breeze  For the Skeletons, for the Effigies, Tonight    these lyrics are submitted by Larry Medeiros