The key is so distant

I've opened up doors

Know when to listen

Know when to listen for (yea)



The shelf in the room

has been the way of holding me

and letting me stay



Kick me out

let me go

I don't belong here no more

A releasing sense of getting tired

Hold myself

I can't hold myself



The shelf in the room

has been so true

I can hide in

the shelf in the room



Holding out

never hold in

holding out

never hold



Know when to listen

Know what to listen for

Believe in resistance

don't let them tell you anymore

is there anyway/no

to get away/no

ask myself

while I stay inside



The key is so distant

I've closed my doors

The shelf in the room

is rain waiting to pour