| Song | Even in Corners |
| Artist | Josh Pyke |
| Album | Chimney's Afire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| It feels colder | |
| Than I remember | |
| But the cold I always try to forget | |
| In the summer | |
| My mind tries to | |
| Lock away the warmth of the sun | |
| But we’re getting older | |
| Although we feel we are | |
| Still babes in arms | |
| And even in corners | |
| There lies a glory | |
| When all of our doors | |
| Swell up in their frames | |
| I know it will be raining soon | |
| And we’ll all be changing | |
| I know now | |
| Our minds are | |
| A made up thing | |
| There was magic | |
| In my grandmother’s house | |
| When I was just barely a boy | |
| I’d go searching | |
| With my sisters | |
| Through rooms where our mother | |
| Used to sleep | |
| But we’re getting older | |
| Although we feel we are | |
| Still babes in arms |
| It feels colder | |
| Than I remember | |
| But the cold I always try to forget | |
| In the summer | |
| My mind tries to | |
| Lock away the warmth of the sun | |
| But we' re getting older | |
| Although we feel we are | |
| Still babes in arms | |
| And even in corners | |
| There lies a glory | |
| When all of our doors | |
| Swell up in their frames | |
| I know it will be raining soon | |
| And we' ll all be changing | |
| I know now | |
| Our minds are | |
| A made up thing | |
| There was magic | |
| In my grandmother' s house | |
| When I was just barely a boy | |
| I' d go searching | |
| With my sisters | |
| Through rooms where our mother | |
| Used to sleep | |
| But we' re getting older | |
| Although we feel we are | |
| Still babes in arms |
| It feels colder | |
| Than I remember | |
| But the cold I always try to forget | |
| In the summer | |
| My mind tries to | |
| Lock away the warmth of the sun | |
| But we' re getting older | |
| Although we feel we are | |
| Still babes in arms | |
| And even in corners | |
| There lies a glory | |
| When all of our doors | |
| Swell up in their frames | |
| I know it will be raining soon | |
| And we' ll all be changing | |
| I know now | |
| Our minds are | |
| A made up thing | |
| There was magic | |
| In my grandmother' s house | |
| When I was just barely a boy | |
| I' d go searching | |
| With my sisters | |
| Through rooms where our mother | |
| Used to sleep | |
| But we' re getting older | |
| Although we feel we are | |
| Still babes in arms |