Running from an ice age
But I can't find the time
Kings of far less harmful lives
I'm broken even though I work
Hideout for a minor crime
No one's ever listening
But they haven't dragged me cross the stage
Missing what they used to love about me
Never seemed to walk the sheltered cage
Yorkleigh's in it's heyday
Kids walk past their prime
Mothers keep their homes in line
Fires haven't healed the burns
Temperaments in gardens thrive
Home by the scarlett palace
A royal passage morning bloom
Wasn't far for a troubled man
Buried by the haunted plan
People aren't listening
One day they might drag me cross the stage
Finding what they used to love about me
Walking through the scenic sheltered cage
