Icebox کے بول

There's no daylight, there's no warmth This old engine won't turn over I feel lucky I can see my breath Means that I'm still kicking in this icebox On the northern edge The vertigo is forming stars The slowing down of a tired comet I feel defeated, I can feel my hands Turning into twisted jagged icicles Hanging from the ledge It's just me and some distant howl Reaching for the big old moon Everything that I knew Changes so soon The fields were gold now they're frozen dirt The birds have all flown south The better it feels the more it will hurt Her name burns in my mouth I feel grateful there's something else besides Mother nature strains you, plains you But she provides There's no night-time, there's no sun It's all one continuous motion