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