Drenched fabrics, nights underscored
Bright celphones, noiseless and bored
Hush now, hush, don't make a sound
Don't let them hear you, or they will find out
Your heart is broken, no doubt
cry whispers, there's no need to shout
you will get out, someday you'll fly out
The cats are sneaking again,
close the doors, don't let them in
shut the windows, close the curtains
They've come to steal, no, they're not our friends
Your hands are shaking and cold,
keep and fold them, don't be so bold
you will get out, someday you'll fly out
Now,
don't make a fuss
Cry,
on a pillow, not us
Wait,
stay still, don't you rush
you will get out, someday you'll fly out
Eyes open, don't miss the bus
never close them, don't sleep if you must
You'll see him soon, he'll arrive
you'll breathe again, be free, be alive
You're tired neck needs to bend
Bow your head, rest on the wind
No one's come yet, you're going nowhere
for now, hold your pillow, for now, it's unfair
but you will get out, someday you'll fly out
