You step into the loft I feel it when you say I never wanted all the useless things we take The lights are turning on So distant from it all I swear this time will take The sound of changing place
And this sinks so calcified Those calluses begin The last remaining light Is stretched across your skin Decide to sellotape the boxes one by one I know it's cold and dull The sound of changing place
The sound of changing place The sound of changing place The sound of second place The sound of changing place The sound of changing place The sound of changing place The sound of changing place The sound of changing
