| Song | The Definition of Not Leaving |
| Artist | Hands Like Houses |
| Album | Ground Dweller |
| I wish I’d just stood and let the sun creep through me. | |
| Instead of my attempts to build slingshots, spools and sinkers to bring in the sky. | |
| Inventions out of sticks and stones, a crown dusted off from beneath the bones. | |
| A white liar, protector of our hearts and homes. | |
| Stay, don’t go, | |
| I’ll eat you up, | |
| I love you so. | |
| I want you to follow and find me, | |
| Howl like its us and no-one else, | |
| We could keep out the sadness and stand so tall, | |
| We could run like wild things, and lie right where we fall. |
| I wish I' d just stood and let the sun creep through me. | |
| Instead of my attempts to build slingshots, spools and sinkers to bring in the sky. | |
| Inventions out of sticks and stones, a crown dusted off from beneath the bones. | |
| A white liar, protector of our hearts and homes. | |
| Stay, don' t go, | |
| I' ll eat you up, | |
| I love you so. | |
| I want you to follow and find me, | |
| Howl like its us and noone else, | |
| We could keep out the sadness and stand so tall, | |
| We could run like wild things, and lie right where we fall. |