My heart's in the ice house, come hill or valley Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the On a cold morning to a church house Just to some snow
I heard on the train track howl naked gettin' nuder An altar boy's been hit by a local Just from walking his back turned To the that was coming so slow
You can gaze out the window, get mad and get Throw your hands in the air, say what it matter? But it do no good to get angry so help me, I know
For a heart stained in anger grows weak and bitter You become your own as you watch yourself sit there Wrapped up in a trap of your own chain of sorrow
been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there I sat on a park bench, the girl with the black hair And my head shouted down to my "You look out below"
Hey, it such a long drop, don't stammer don't stutter the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter And you carry those bruises to remind you you go
You can gaze out the window, get mad and get Throw your in the air, say what does it matter? But it don't do no good to get so help me, I know
For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows You become your own prisoner as you yourself sit there Wrapped up in a trap of your own chain of sorrow
My in the ice house, come hill or come valley Like a long ago Sunday I walked through the alley On a cold winter's to a church house Just to some snow
I heard on the train track howl naked gettin' nuder An altar boy's been hit by a local Just walking with his back turned To the train that was coming so
You can gaze out the window, get mad and get Throw your hands in the air, say what it matter? But it don't do no to get angry so help me, I know
For a heart stained in anger grows and grows bitter You your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there Wrapped up in a trap of your own chain of sorrow