To Whom It May Concern - Matt Duke

Turn the lock to the door

Like I've done so before

I cast a shadow that jumps for the ceiling

While my body falls fast to the floor

And thinning blood made its way

And it coursed through my veins

A lighter head quite discouraged though listless

And a heavy heart that coddles the pain

But I've been running around baby

With my head in the clouds

But wishful thoughts never stopped the thunder

That drove my head back to the groundAnd

I see shame in their eyes

As I come stumbling by

Staring hard with their hands slightly pointing

How I wish someone held onto mine

But I've been running around baby

With my head in the clouds

But wishful thoughts never stopped the thunder

That drove my head back to the ground

(no no no)

And here are the last words I'll say

Before I go away

Silent lips forcing pen onto paper

That'll go to whomever it may

(Bonus Hidden Track)

I'm out on a limb here for you

The rules they were set so to follow

A dazzling tame marionette

The ropes overworked and they're tearing

So cry to the sky in the hopes that

Your plea will dig through the night

But just like the tree that has fallen down

When no one's around

There it lies No sound