My heart's in the ice house, come hill or valley Like a long ago Sunday I walked through the alley On a cold winter's morning to a church Just to shovel snow
I heard on the train track howl naked gettin' nuder An altar been hit by a local commuter Just from walking his back turned To the train that was coming so
You can out the window, get mad and get madder 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 bitter You your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow
I've been brought down to zero, pulled out and put there I sat on a park bench, the girl with the black hair And my shouted down to my heart "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 out the window, get mad and get madder 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 bitter You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit Wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of
My heart's in the ice house, come or come valley Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the On a winter's morning to a church house Just to shovel some
I heard sirens on the train track naked gettin' nuder An altar been hit by a local commuter from walking with his back turned To the that was coming so slow
You can out the window, get mad and get madder your hands in the air, say what does it matter? But it do no good to get angry so help me, I know
For a heart in anger grows weak and grows bitter You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow