Ice on the doorstep, snow in the light, same old story every night. They want me quiet, they want me still, feed me their dogma like a bitter pill. I learned to smile through all their lies, say “I’m fine” while the inside cries. This winter here has run too long, I’ll say it now — I don’t belong. Hands on my shoulders, knives in their eyes, like I’m the sin they were taught to despise. I bite my tongue, then I turn away— gotta leave the Hole; I won’t stay. I’m not your boy, I’m not your plan, I’m not your quiet, obedient man, Say what you want — I’m moving on, I won’t stay where I don’t belong. Where I don’t belong — no, no, I won’t stay. Mother and father, decent, kind, kind like a fence that hems your mind. They wanted a son that fit their town, fit their prayers with his head bowed down. I tried to act like I belonged for years, tried to make peace with my private fears. Then one small note slipped out of me and every face went hard as sleet. Like they’d been waiting, like they’d been right, like I’d shamed them there in candlelight. They closed that circle, they locked that door — I don’t need this hell anymore. I’m not your boy, I’m not your plan, I’m not your quiet, obedient man, Say what you want — I’m moving on, I won’t stay where I don’t belong. Where I don’t belong — no, no, I won’t stay. Call it a curse if it helps you cope, but I won’t hang from your length of rope. You can keep your judgement, keep your cold - I’m done doing what I’m told. (solo) Now it’s miles in the endless snow, with a purpose set hard and a will to go. We hunt her shadow where the daylight’s slain, I swear by the Queen - I’ll break this reign. I’ll bring back dawn to the dead-black sky, drag warm seasons out of the cold’s hard lie. Call me summer son - call me the one, I’ll drag back the seasons till the job is done. I’m not your boy, I’m not your plan, I’m not your quiet, obedient man, Say what you want — I’m moving on, I won’t stay where I don’t belong. Where I don’t belong — no, no, I won’t stay. I’m not your boy, I’m not your plan, I’m not your quiet, obedient man, Say what you want — I’m moving on, I’m leaving the Hole to bring back the dawn. Where I don’t belong — no, no, I won’t stay. (“no, no”) I won’t stay (Bring back the dawn) (“no, no”) I won’t stay (Bring back the dawn)
