This hole you've grown, field full of clovers you call home Roots spread until they take the person you had known I'll clip your wings, each cut runs deeper into me Catatonic state that I slip into until spring Close, close my eyes And wish for day to bring the break Close, close my eyes And wish for you, wish for you ♪ This hole you've grown, field full of clovers you call home Roots spread until they take the person you had known Can never please the expectations that you seek Present my soul and leave it without remedy Without remedy, without remedy Close, close my eyes And wish for day to bring the break Close, close my eyes And wish for you, wish for you Close, close my eyes And wish for day to bring the break Close, close my eyes And wish for you, wish for you