Recluse, licking wounds Foul news sweeping through Ease we strung, praise be gone, let loose Recluse, licking wounds I'm trying, I really am To feel in my fingers again Cool it child Cool it child, we're on our own This hideout's warm Cool it child, it's over We hurt but the winter build our home This hideout's warm When it's far, it's far from good Shallow eyes do what they could I travel north, see the Lord understood When it's far, it's far from good I'm trying, I really am To feel in my fingers again Cool it child Cool it child, we're on our own This hideout's warm Cool it child, it's over We hurt but the winter build our home This hideout's warm Cool it child, it's over We hurt but the winter build our home This hideout's warm Cool it child Cool it child Cool it child