Oh winter
 You're looking kind of mean now
 You take away a lifetime
 And never pay it back


 Oh night sky
 Remember when I walked out
 The rooms where I heard my thoughts
 And spilled them around in the darkness


 And though I might sound like I never lived a good life


 Oh please light this fire now
 And all the pretty things
 My living fortress is made of sand


 Oh winter
 There's places that you can't find
 I wish that I was able to reach one
 And fear you no more


 And though I might sound like I never lived a good life


 Oh please light this fire now
 And all the pretty things
 My living fortress is made of sand


 Oh please light this fire now
 And all the pretty things
 My living fortress is made of sand