Breaking the ice
And so cold in the wake of
Captive of rain and
Sun, wild is the rose
Feel bad for the break up
Long on the side of the road
Feeling the rise
A slow rolling low
Wanting to ride and
Slow burn, lo
But if you want to ride
It's alright
I'm plenty grateful
Feeling of pride and
Faith, all you will know
Born south in the grapevine
Warned of the fire in their eye
Flee with the sun and
Roll all alone
Wanted and riding and
Say so long
Moon on the rise a
Grey fog, moves
Upon it all
Feeling the slide of the
Dream, light in your eyes
Feel bad for the break up
Long on the side of the road
Feeling the rise
A slow rolling low
Wanting to ride and a
Slow burn, lo
