I never thought I'd end up here

I don't know where I was this year

I'm high in fumes, pretending I'll forget the anger

I wash my hands, the footsteps stay drawing nearer

Screw the lid back on the bottle

Bottled down, I thought I'd escape the fire burning on the match between my fingers

The clocks stop, lights glow

Just for a minute a world pretends it's all glued back

— back in place, back in place

And I wish I was getting older

I should've known the burning stops without a smoulder

But roots and peat can keep a blaze to burn down my meadow

Standing upright, I rinse the sins off my back

No gnashing teeth, no clenching jaw

Everything always seeming calm on the surface

I put my shirt on, smile at men that pay for my, my, my, my emotions

I use my share to write these letters and say it's fine or clever to fight against the weather

Fight against the weather

The clock stops, the lights glow

Just for a minute the world pretends it's all glued back

— back in place

Back in place

Back in place

— back in place

Back in place

Back in place

And I —

And I —