Quiet middle child 
Building castles 
In the snow 
Dodging bullets 
On the sixteenth floor
Turns a blind eye
to the war… and 
So I told her 
 
And daddy’s selling wine 
in a burning house and its burning down
 
When you get caught up in the middle
You better run
You’re better off on your own
When you saw it all , you recall 
 
Quiet middle child
Singing love songs 
All day long
In the shower
On the the sixteenth floor
Turns a blind eye
To the shadows
So I told her: 
 
When you get caught up in the middle
You better run
You’re better off on you own
When you saw it all , you recall 
When you saw it all, you recall
 
Dry your eyes and get your clothes off