Closing Up - Witness (UK)

It's cold out here mother
  What you doing to me
  This isn't my idea of good company
  It seems like I've heard everything I need to have heard
  But I still don't understand a word
  The humour here is dry
  I don't get the joke
  I seem to attract the weirdest folk
  Our minds are of the same kind,
  They're tired and worn
  We were born in a strange time to be born

  Closing up on reasoning
  Closing up on the middle ground
  Into the night-time mind
 and the day-time grind
  and the finding strength
  and the first light of morning
  and before I risk
  all that to relying on luck
  I'm closing
  Closing up, I'm closing up

  Well I drink another drink
  But I pace my self
  If I want a good life
  I must take care of my health
  Think about tomorrow
  Tie up all the loose ends
  Never forget who are my real friends.

   Closing up on reasoning
  Closing up on the middle ground
  Into the night-time mind
 and the day-time grind
  and the finding strength
  and the first light of morning
  and before I risk
  all that to relying on luck
  I'm closing
  Closing up, I'm closing up

  Did you here about the man
  Who wrote the story of his life
  On the back of his hand
  He gotta start his life over again
  Look round for someone to blame
  When it all got washed up in the rain
  He gotta start his life over again

   Closing up on reasoning
  Closing up on the middle ground
  Into the night-time mind
 and the day-time grind
  and the finding strength
  and the first light of morning
  and before I risk
  all that to relying on luck
  I'm closing
  Closing up, I'm closing up