I've stung like the nettles that line the backyard

And feigned things were easy when in fact, they were hard

Been burned before, but I hide where I'm charred

I'm a red fox in the snow, and I'll run

It's rained for five days and the starlings alight

On the buddleia when it's coming on night

You play piano and I sit down to write

We're ponies in a field of barbed wire

You

You are alive

You

You are alive

I've weighed up the options, considered the roads

That might bring me to where I'm longing to go

Keep treating this life like I'm cracking morse code

I'm a field mouse in the grass, so hushed

You

You are alive

You

You are alive

You

You are alive

You

You are alive