Gone Cold

Swan boats and daisy chains

Can't seem to recall my true given name

I see my footprints, how they come, how they go

Was that yesterday or only a moment ago?

My heart is gone

I gone cold

My heart is gone

I gone cold

The path gives way to a cold winter field

The ground below hard as steel

Beyond the hill a distant song

But that hill keeps going on and on

My heart is gone

I gone cold

My heart is gone

I gone cold

Swan boats and daisy chains

Can't seem to recall any given name

I see the footprints, how they come, how they go

Was that only a moment or many years ago?

My heart is gone

I gone cold

My heart is gone

I gone cold

My heart is gone

I gone cold

My heart is gone

I gone cold