You put the speaker to your breast
And un-invite the holy guest
The song becomes a psalm
This song’ll breach your hull like a cannonball
That drops you in the sea
Like a sugar cube in tea
Singing, “Pick yourself up right now and call it a day”

The heir apparent is in Montreal
Sees tessellations of paper dolls
They’re holding hands down lonely halls
This song’ll breach your hull like a cannonball
That drops you in the sea
Like a sugar cube in tea
Singing, “Pick yourself up right now and call it a day”

I’ll recede until you have the strength to come to me
My whole life, I’ve been chained
My whole life to the thought of change
I’ve been framing empty spaces
I’ve been framing empty spaces
You’re a cat in a snow-cloaked field
So light, you leave no prints at night
To prove you once weren’t there

An offering so small
This song’ll breach your hull like a cannonball
That drops you in the sea
Like a sugar cube in tea
Singing, “Pick yourself up right now and call it a day”