A chill ran though me
And I grabbed on tight
That was when I left my body for good
And I shook off all the strength I'd earned
I wanted so badly not to be me
I wanted so badly not to be me
I saw my shadow looking lost
Checking it's pockets for some lostt receipts
Where did I leave that fire?
Where did I leave that fire?

Will a stranger find it on a curb idling?
Cold cough and the time zone just short of outer space?
Six o'clock tomorrow a strange voice says to me
I do believe we have a fire lady
You can pick it up if you come down with ID

You can pick it up if you come down with ID

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Writer(s): Neko Case