Hiding - Grapes of Wrath

Down below the deck, I couldn't feel the sand between my toes 
It's not in the cards, even though it's in my heart 
Takes the thought of me, drowning out some sorrow for a while 
This family feels more like a sentence put on me 
Turn up, close the door 
Fill the room with sound, from wall to wall 
Until there's no more room for sorrow 
Turn up, waste away 
From the stench and filth you can't escape 
Only hiding for a while 

Down below the tree, the means and the encouragement I need 
I guess that I was wrong, I guess it's not so bad after all 
One cold, winter day, the cornerstone falls out and rolls away 
The walls fall in on me, is this what hell could end up to be? 
Turn up, close the door 
Fill the room with sound, from wall to wall 
Until there's no more room for sorrow 
Turn up, waste away 
From the stench and filth you can't escape 
Only hiding for a while 

Here below the sky, the only guilt left now is in my mind 
And each day away brings a little piece of mind my way 
Turn up, close the door 
Fill the room with sound, from wall to wall 
Until there's no more room for sorrow 
Turn up, waste away 
From the stench and filth you can't escape 
Only hiding for a while