Tod Doyle and The Troubled - Four Walls

The postman on your street brings empty letters
The letters that you read must be a lie
Where you confide

So button up your coat now for the weekend
The weather man tells us to stay inside
Where we confide

So close your curtains lock your doors
Stay inside in your four walled world
So close your curtains lock your doors
Stay inside in your four walled world

The firemen bring hoses heavy showers
The letters they wash down towards the sea
You'll never see

So button up your coat now for the weekend
We're staying in our world within four walls
They'll never fall

Now the clouds they move like funerals in the daytime
The winter its gets in through concrete wall
They'll never fall

So close your curtains lock your doors
Stay inside in your four walled world
So close your curtains lock your doors
Stay inside in your four walled world