Cold

We turn our collar to the cold
Huddle under the valley
A dome of bones
We keep playing
Eating stars
Glowing inside
We will find the end
This limber winter love
The cold doesn't bother us
As long as we keep moving
Shoes wearing down
A song in our head
A man in our dreams
How do we stop the voice from calling
We can't silly
He is telling us what to do
We turn our collar to the winter night.