Folded Out Lyrics

Stolen Jars Folded Out

When folded out of page
Hands callow unclean
The sound of still refrain
Just clips in between
A box lit warm by home
On the twenty fourth
You gave me

Our old nights
We cut paper walls
Again again
And now I
Am folding them all
Again again

[Chanting]
I'll wait, I'll wait

I will not go
I will not go
Let's be young again
Keep your hands close

I will not go
I will not go
Let's be young again