Jack Stauber Safe Socks
You're so good
Modern day, oh
Jealous soul
Get out and stand in the snow
I'll let you in in the morning
Your hands are filled with it
Enough to bury me home
And I can't sing a song
To a cold night anymore
I often tell myself
You're only safe on the floor
Just stop and leave my mind
It's not for me to decide
