Too cold for the heat

You listen to wind whirl when you're weeping,
My god,

No view at your hedgerow

And who's gon' light your fire?

You're riding a tombstone into nowhere
No repair

Ain't nothing for you


Ain't no dollar down,
Ain't no love inside the town you're from,
Oh no

That's what they sold to you

And it was all just a dream you had,
And your life's been sleeping

Just thinking, "how, love, could I forget?"



Like a rolling stone, ma
You roll on

And they ain't heard no third of you

All thinking, "Now how could I forget?"



A sea of light on the horizon

Just as the edge would fall in two

I sail the ship from off my windowsill

As half of what is true

And when you've grown a lonely love

And skipping stones have lost appeal

And everyone you've ever known has turned to gold

Yet you're broke

And broken by the feeling