The first born, my heart will call truly   A God-like boy of the sky   The fog hissed away like a movie   And serpents go home for the night   The thundercloud rain hits the freeway   The clowns put on makeup for show   The nightfall, my skin crawl kind of evening   yea how the wind she blows   How the wind she blows      I want you to come in closer   Come in closer. Come in closer.   Come in closer. Come in closer.   Come in closer. Come in closer.   In closer.      Come dancing with devils   Need not know their names   We'll waltz like an army   For the fear of our pain   Our souls become useless   As the day they were born   In a rusted arm rocking chair   Away from your storm      But still, the truth remains lethal   A lie made by man   Where my shoes become hammers   And my words become sand   Like a sour patch, a wedding batch   Of roses you threw across my floor   In the rusted arm rocking chair   Away from your storm      I want you to come in closer   Come in closer. Come in closer.   Come in closer. Come in closer.   Come in closer. Come in closer.   In closer.      I want you to!      Come in closer.   Come in closer. Come in closer.   Come in closer. Come in closer.   Come in closer. Come in closer.   In closer.