Edges are torn ripped at the seams
Frayed from the wind blowing through me
Fingers gone numb down to the bone
The air that we breathe cold as it comes
But still your heart beats warm
This world is a mess a house with no home
It's what you'd expect with a wolf at the door
Fear that we feed throw him a bone
Too distracted by greed we're never alone
But still your heart beats strong
Five o'clock suns almost gone
I thought you were lost the day is undone
A fear in my chest like a winter storm
But a flicker of hope hiding in my bones
But still your heart beats home