Song parody of
Hymn for the Haunt
by Lisa Vandenaker
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The stiff hooks of fingers
A scant melody
The sound of a circle
A rhythmic plucking
The bows and the strings
Tucked into their necks
A staccato smattering of notes on the air
Their figures enshadowed
The black of their hair
Silhouettes of their bodies
The splinters of feet
The better to know
The better to see
I was sneaking up on them
Like ghouls at my back
I was sneaking up on them
They're not my destination
They're just close enough
Anything to tear my heart asunder
Anything to cough me up
Anything to flee the haunting
Feel like I'm being watched
Cuz every house is haunted
Every motherfucker is touched
Violins to collarbones
Alert and erect
The safety of sidewalk
Avoiding the cracks
Breaking in, breaking out
Leave the ghosts in the house
Where they're bound to the floorboards
Where they're bound to the floorboards
Let em writhe in the refuse
Let em fall on their swords
Let em rot with the wood
The splinters of feet
The better to know
The better to see
I was sneaking up on them
Like ghouls at my back
I was sneaking up on them
They're not my destination
They're just close enough
Anything to tear my heart asunder
Anything to cough me up
Anything to flee the haunting
Feel like I'm being watched
Cuz every house is haunted
Every motherfucker is touched
Anything to flee the haunting
Feel like I'm being watched
Cuz every house is haunted
Every motherfucker is touched
The stiff hooks of fingers
A scant melody
The sound of a circle
A rhythmic plucking
The bows and the strings
Tucked into their necks
A staccato smattering of notes on the air
Their figures enshadowed
The black of their hair
Silhouettes of their bodies
The splinters of feet
The better to know
The better to see
I was sneaking up on them
Like ghouls at my back
I was sneaking up on them
They're not my destination
They're just close enough
Anything to tear my heart asunder
Anything to cough me up
Anything to flee the haunting
Feel like I'm being watched
Cuz every house is haunted
Every motherfucker is touched
Violins to collarbones
Alert and erect
The safety of sidewalk
Avoiding the cracks
Breaking in, breaking out
Leave the ghosts in the house
Where they're bound to the floorboards
Where they're bound to the floorboards
Let em writhe in the refuse
Let em fall on their swords
Let em rot with the wood
The splinters of feet
The better to know
The better to see
I was sneaking up on them
Like ghouls at my back
I was sneaking up on them
They're not my destination
They're just close enough
Anything to tear my heart asunder
Anything to cough me up
Anything to flee the haunting
Feel like I'm being watched
Cuz every house is haunted
Every motherfucker is touched
Anything to flee the haunting
Feel like I'm being watched
Cuz every house is haunted
Every motherfucker is touched
