In the Open

You curl up on yourself

Like paper near the flames

Gimme one torn look, and hold on to the same

Never-ending loop, you burn but never name

You want to get in the open

You want to get in the open

Every day, you lose the trail

Leading your way through the haze

Gimme one torn look, and hold on to the same

Never-ending loop, you burn but never name

You want to get in the open

You want to get in the open

Before you fold, you call my name

And slowly crawl out of the depths

And you should know, September 8

Still weighs its load of knots and chains

You want to get in the open

You want to get in the open

You want to get in the open

You want to get in the open