a jukebox in a desert of snow cold speakers nothing grows there is no limit to the fire under here down here the land is languishing under the weight of being free figuring out hanker knots and standing still feeling supernatural it s still okay to have this dream but anyway am sitting here wondering how things got so sick watching us turning into monsters and forget how to get home don t eat the light in me i can handle the dark around me but don t you don t drag me in there with you where it s so dark i can t see anything the only door that ill look for is the one i know youll answer and say honey won t you come on in its a bit a dark night it s alright let me take you in from this cold dark night its alright its alright but anyway am sitting here wondering how things got so sick watching us turning into monsters and forget how to get home don t eat the light in me i can handle the dark around me but don t you don t drag me in there with you where it s so dark i can t see anything na na na na na nana na na x2 don t eat the light in me i can handle the dark around me but don t you don t drag me in there with you where it s so dark i can t see anything i can t see anything 
['canadian indie', 'canadian indie folk', 'chamber pop', 'indie folk', 'indie rock', 'new americana', 'ontario indie', 'stomp and holler', 'toronto indie']