Binoculers - Grandmother's House lyrics

I move into my grandmother's house She's not at home I stay for a few hours I try to feel as at home as I can Her cat on my knees Her knitting in my hands By the windowsill time is standing still, still, still Her cat is a soft toy And it makes me think of her fake smile I try to feel as old as I can Her lump in my throat Her thorns deep in my skin By the windowsill time is standing still, still, still