It’s the breeze in the morning that slows everything down A biting crystal whisper of hard times to come It’s a chilled reminder of what you didn’t get done Dead cold teeth you can never outrun
It runs on the lake and gives it crust Moves in over land and sow white dust It skips between trees and aims for your neck It bites in your breath and leaves you a wreck
Frost over lifeless trees My frozen landscape sleeps
I know I need to find a way back to my smiles But this time I have a feeling it will take me awhile I know there was this thing I used to have before That never let me doubt when I was sure
It’s a wake in the fall for the things that’s lost A calling for the past that lives in all of us It’s a moment of bliss for a lonely soul It’s a dead cold axe that let’s young dreams roll
Frost over lifeless trees My frozen landscape sleep
I know I need to find a way back to my smiles But this time I have a feeling it will take me awhile I know there was this thing I used to have before That wouldn’t let me doubt when I was sure
Set fire to my will There is mileage in me still Set fire to my will There is mileage in me still Let’s look out in the cold Let’s be young, and then old Let’s look out in the cold Let’s be young, and then old
It’s the breeze in the morning that slows everything down A biting crystal whisper of hard times to come It’s a chilled reminder of what you didn’t get done Dead cold teeth you can never outrun
It runs on the lake and gives it crust Moves in over land and sow white dust It skips between trees and aims for your neck It bites in your breath and leaves you a wreck
Frost over lifeless trees My frozen landscape sleeps
I know I need to find a way back to my smiles But this time I have a feeling it will take me awhile I know there was this thing I used to have before That never let me doubt when I was sure
It’s a wake in the fall for the things that’s lost A calling for the past that lives in all of us It’s a moment of bliss for a lonely soul It’s a dead cold axe that let’s young dreams roll
Frost over lifeless trees My frozen landscape sleep
I know I need to find a way back to my smiles But this time I have a feeling it will take me awhile I know there was this thing I used to have before That wouldn’t let me doubt when I was sure
Set fire to my will There is mileage in me still Set fire to my will There is mileage in me still Let’s look out in the cold Let’s be young, and then old Let’s look out in the cold Let’s be young, and then old
