Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pocket Vinyl
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Daryl Stevenson
Songwriter
Testi
Got no jacket on
Walking in my bare feet
Arms covering arms
The snow is about knee deep
Sense of direction gone
Got no compass either
Not even close to dawn
Frost bite on my ears
Cold can't hold back this
The winter's long but I refuse to be a pessimist
Freezing everything within my view
The funny thing is I'm a die hard winter person through and through
In a fraction of time
I consider every option to stay within my prime
Perfection is a goal I'll get behind
I know that's an impossible prayer
But I'll miss the mark much better if I aim right there
Getting closer, never arriving, seems worth the care
It's a dirty lake
That I have to swim through
Push myself right in
There are promises I made you
My muscles seize up
It's possible I'm drowning
Somehow I breathe enough
The forces are astounding
Cold can't hold back this
The winter's dark, but I refuse to be a pessimist
Freezing everything within my view
I've fought it long enough, perhaps the best thing I should do
Is lift my hands and release the control I am attempting to exude
Written by: Eric Daryl Stevenson
