This is the place Sit down, you're safe now You've been stuck in a lift We've been trying to reach you, {sometimes "Thom" is sang at this point} This is the place It won't hurt, it will not end
The smell of recognition {or: the smell of air conditioning} A face you barely loved Empty all your pockets 'Cause it's time to come home
This is the place Remember me? I'm that face you always see You've been stuck in a lift In the belly of a whale at the bottom of the ocean
The smell of recognition A face you barely loved Empty all your pockets 'Cause it's time to come home
The smell of recognition A face you barely loved
Let it go, let it go
Today is the first day Of the rest of your days So lighten up, squirt