Ghost Child - The Residents

We’re comin', help me We’re comin', I’m alone

We’re comin', it’s dark

We’re comin', so dark

We’re comin', I’m alone

We’re comin', help me No blood is spilled in The land of lost children

But it is friendless

Empty and endless

She was neglected

But no one expected

She’d hold her breath for

Ever and ever

We’re comin', help me We’re comin', I’m alone

We’re comin', it’s dark

We’re comin', so dark

We’re comin', I’m alone

We’re comin', I’m lost