The cold it penetrates so deep

The leaves cry drops of ice

A fire guts the land inside him

He wonders what's it like

To be in the sunshine with her



The wet material on his face

With lines of unforgetful stress

A scratch in the wall by his side

He watches all the time

While all around him wallpaper dies



The boards of such familiar grain

Are roads leading nowhere

Careful drawings in the dust

He tries to remember

The breeze it blows it all away

Something through the darkness

Caught his eye