Everything inside me seems
To be white and bright and gleaming
You can take the dirtiest and pain them white
Well I wanted to stay that pure
So everyone can come inside and turn to gold
And turn to love

But we can burn a hole inside our chest just with our minds
And let the smallest things come in and pretend they are right
I would let myself go blind
Would love myself go deaf
Would be a cripple in your sight
To keep you in my chest
Oh, to keep you in my chest

Well you have marched around my walls
Seven times with trumpet calls
But they don’t fall
No, they don’t even budge at all
But you can’t get much closer to me
When you’re already inside of me
You don’t leave, you don’t 

But we can burn a hole inside our chest just with our minds
And let the smallest things come in and pretend they are right
When you don’t leave much but you don’t stay much
It seems like it is right
I would let myself go blind
Would love myself go deaf
Would be a cripple in your sight
To keep you in my chest

I would let myself go blind
Would love myself go deaf
Would be a cripple in your sight
To keep you in my chest
Oh, to keep you in my…