Hologram

Shut the door, shut the door

Because I'm staying here

The world might disappear

Under blankets of snow

Shut the door

Because I'm staying here

The world might disappear

Under blankets of snow

Anne, there's a wonderful word

That you will liken it to

But it's caught in the back

Of your mind though

Okay, and some will say

"To you will go the world"

Shut the door

Because I disagree

And Memon sighs relief

Some circles you can't leave