Hear the whippoorwill call Light drips down the wall I've stuttered, I've stalled for time There's this fine line It's divisive, it's kind I'd started to find my pace but now I walk Can I fold myself in two? Would it help me not feel blue? Fold myself in two Wanna feel smaller Wanna feel smaller Wanna feel small, small Words are on my tongue I keep loosening my laces I carry water to your dawn Till I trip, I smack my faces Can I fold myself in two? Would it help me not feel blue? Fold myself in two Wanna feel smaller Wanna feel smaller Wanna feel small, small If I fold myself in two Would it help me not feel blue? Fold myself in two Wanna feel smaller Wanna feel smaller Wanna feel small, small