When it's cold outside
I can be your cardigan
Hold me close to yourself

Hoping you don't mind
Static feeds of pipe dreams lying in the grass
Ghosts of my past I'll never understand

The machine and me will never come to terms
It's a broken language and it just occured
That to me we are all lab rats
cnd the cages are all open

In the cutumn mind
I can see your everything
Bare and lovely your soul

In the morning time
Colors clash in your eyes
Stuck in a trance
We always do this dance like passing in the hallway

Now she and I won't ever come to terms
It's a broken language and it just occured
That we are vessels out to sea
On a whirlpool ever winding

Now she and I won't ever come to terms
It's a broken language and it just occured
That we are vessels out to sea
On a whirlpool ever winding

Full sail but we know that we're going down