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
