Woorden: Wild Beasts. Smother. Burning.

I'm saved, you pull my fingers out the dirt
You pluck me wriggling from the world
I'm saved, you cast me up into the wind
You shook my body from the skin

I'm saved, fire looking at the wall
You dragged me burning 'cross the cold
I'm ashamed, lying falling on some stair
Clutching at the empty air

I'm awake, I see you walking to the room
You do the thing I couldn't do
I'm afraid, am I burning footprints on the floor?
The things I don't need anymore

I'm awake, I'll wait, I'll wait