Lights - Fatherson

Lights go off in sequence every night

The building across the road from me

And I just keep on hoping

You’ll be alright

My fingertips are frozen

They’re keeping me sane

Not today, not today, not today son

Not today, not today, not today

I hold my cards close to

My chest, I feel, the air, my stomach pressed

With all the things we never really need

And I hold my hands close to my chest

And I hold my hands close to my chest