This ceiling fan laughs louder and louder As the violin sounds, like no other But the closer I get to you The bloodier our hands do We fall away again And I can't tell who or even what you were I've found my cure I'll stay awake Thanks to you This ceiling fan laughs harder and harder My basement stairs still bring cold air And my stereo plays all it can out of that lonely speaker THe melody finds itself in my head I'll think about how life won't ever go slowly And how I won't find the right piece Before my clock finds the time cease I'll be gone But you'll be gone.