The fire Is led by the ember Up wind Up wind Scolded by November Porous is my frail skin Stone-ground coriander Reminds me that you're The only thing I'll ever need, well ♪ Until the day comes Poor me Poor you An arson An umbrella Poor me Poor you You're the person I Owe everything to ♪ The oak Is swung by the wind Is above the debris The low rise and the sea It's a tide to the knee A coal fire and a seat I'm homebound but I'm weak I'm so loud but I'm weak I'm so loud but I'm weak ♪ Poor me Poor you An arson An umbrella Poor me Poor you You're the person I Owe everything to