mouths of the best poets
speak but a few words
Then they lay down stone cold
in forgotten fields
Life goes on and there's an ant farm town
cold to the lifeblood underfoot
It's an all talk, no touch,
I just wanna be real
Yeah, I just wanna be real
The colors here are monochrome
Studies in one shade of gray
There's the good times
and the hard times
Cut from the same gray cloth
All the fires that crackle here
consume but do not burn
It's all light, no heat
I just wanna get warm
I just wanna get warm
I just wanna get warm
I just wanna get warm
I just wanna, I just wanna
Days they rattle past me
like a tunnel round a train
All the landscapes and heartaches,
I don't know what I feel
All I know is my condition
is worse than I can tell
The small talk and the slow burn,
I just wanna be here
Yeah, I just want to be well
I just want, I just want,
I just want to get warm
Yeah, I just want, I just want,
I just want to get warm
There are things I should remember
But I have forgotten how I'm
all tied up with no time,
trying to do too much
The thoughts that I've avoided
are the ones I need right now
Like a warm wind, love's hand,
I just wanna get touched
Hey, I just wanna be warm
Oh, yeah