Red Museum (Idiot Pilot)

Came in through an open window Through a small mistake Glanced over at your sleeping baby We can hardly wait In the red museum It's had to sleep We are known for the lack Of the words we speak Now he is one Now she is one Now they are one Now he is one Now she is one Now they are one Glass eyes and some wooden teeth You cannot sit still These walls have a sense of reach And an iron will In the red museum It's had to sleep We are known for the lack Of the words we speak Now he is one Now she is one Now they are one Now he is one Now she is one Now they are one Red sky Red sky Red sky If you would try to let us Red sky Red sky Red sky If you would try and let us We cant stop them from coming in We cant stop them from coming in We cant stop them from coming in We cant stop them from coming in