Fever To the Form - Nick Mulvey

So whether music or madness

We live by one of the two

By one of the two

So go on, fill your heart up with gladness

Not a moment too soon

Not a moment too soon

Should we ration the reasons

To the child to ignore

Of this I've never been sure

So I will follow the feeling

And sing fever to the form

Oh my fever to the form

Fever to the form

Fever to the form

Cause the very thing you're afraid, afraid of

It keeps you clean but unclear

Clean but unclear

Is the dirt that you're made, you're made of

And that's nothing to fear

No, it's nothing my dear

But how do I know what you're thinking

Maybe I thought it before

Maybe that's why I'm at your window

Hear me at your door

Singing give me some more

Oh fever to the form

Won't you hear me at your door

Singing give me some more

Cause you were never empty

And we've been here before

Yes, we've been here before

But now there's always plenty

Yet still we ask for more

Singing fever to the form