Not A Robot, But A Ghost — Andrew Bird

I run the numbers through the floor here's how it goes: I crack the codes I crack the codes that end the war I crack the codes that end the war

The hour...

I pushed a note under your door here's how it goes: things come to blows but we don't want this anymore No we don't want this anymore We don't want this anymore

I crack the codes, you end the war

I hear the clockwork in your core time strips the gears till you forget what they were for I push the numbers through your pores I crack the codes I crack the codes that end the war

How's my living? you can call encrypted numbers on bathroom stalls there's something burning it casts a pall it's melting numbers right off the wall

I run the numbers through the floor here's how it goes: I crack the codes I crack the codes, you end the war