Freezing

Rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again

Oh, feeling

Maybe he'll see a little better, set of days, ah yeah

Oh, hand out

Faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, oh yeah

Oh, dark grin

He can't help, when he's happy he looks insane, ah-yeah

Oh, even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies

Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away

Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again, life again, life again

Kneeling

Looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ah yeah

Oh, praying

Now to something that has never showed him anything, ah yeah

Oh, feeling

Understands the weather of the winters on its way, yeah

Oh, ceilings

Few and far between all the legal halls of shame, ah yeah

Oh, even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies

Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away

Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again, life again, life again