Hologram by These New Puritans
Shut the door, shut the door
Because I'm staying here.
The world might disappear under blankets of snow.
There's a wonderful word that you will liken it to
But it's caught in the back of your mind though.
And some will say "To you will go the world"
Shut the door because I disagree.
And Memmon sighs relief,
Some circles you can't leave.