In The Pockets Of Your Winter Coat

These walls you build won’t save you from us
My name is disaster, I’m a part of who you are now
And even though you can sleep safe and sound tonight
You know I’ll be near, biding time, waiting to be released
My name is not important, I’m underneath your skin
Behind every mirror, I’m in the pockets of your winter coat
And even though you can sleep safe and sound tonight
You know I’ll be near, biding time, waiting to be released
And even though you can sleep safe and sound tonight
You know I’ll be near, biding time, waiting to be released
Goodbye old soul, we hope you find your way home
Goodbye old soul, we hope you find your way home