They took apart our cradle
We stepped out onto thin air
I never dreamed it would take this long
To realize I'd been there
Me in the middle
I got myself from the water
Washed my wings of the oil
I couldn't breathe
I just balked for days
Wrapped in tin foil
Me in the middle
Oh brother I think I need you
You can stretch
You can protect
You're the only thing I can cling to
There's fire in the ktichen
They took apart our cradle
It threw us into a boil
I should have known you would see it coming
In time to recoil
Me in the middle