Lyrics
there's no daylight
there's no warmth
this old engine
won't turn over
I fell lucky
I can see my breath
means that I'm still kicking
In this ice box on the northern edge
the vertigo is
forming stars
the slowing down
of a tired comet
I feel defeated
I can feel my hands
turning into twisted, jagged
icicles hanging from the ledge
just me
and some distant howl
reaching for the big old moon
everything I knew
changes so soon
the fields were gold
now its frozen dirt
the birds have all flown
south
the better it feels
the more it will hurt
a name burns
in my mouth
I feel grateful
there's something else besides
mother nature strains you, plains you
but she provides
there's no nighttime
there's no sun
it's all one
continuous motion