Left to your own devices
You'd make yourself scarce
You'd ask for no help or guidance
Knowing nobody cares

You say it's all settled inside you
No war with desire
No reason to wake up wanting
No reason at all

And I worry you might become
Something you didn't try to
And I worry you might become
Something you had in mind to

One of those library people
Those post office people
Those laundromat people
Everyone

Whenever I try to call you
Your phone's in the drawer
The jacket that I once bought you
Don't fit you no more

You say you can learn to live with
The things that you have
The rest are just poor replacements and
Things ain't so bad

(chorus)

No one can see you standing
Looking out of your tower
The world seems to spread before you
An unholy bower

You see it in everybody
And how they've become
Not tied to the world they live in
Not tied to no one

(chorus)

If anyone told you
You couldn't save yourself
They were right
They were right

And I worry what you might become
I worry what you might become



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