I'm spinning and I may be bleeding
Disconnected from my nerves
My arteries line up for a cleaning
A redirection of their purpose served
It's winter in my heart
And though we're cold states far apart
I'll be your port in the storm
If after I save you; you carry me home
My neck is twisting with the walls
That must be closing in
They must be closing in cause I cannot grow tall
And I cannot divide from you
It's winter in my heart
And though we're cold states far apart
I'll be your storm in the port
If after I hurt you; you carry me home.
The windows stark above my head
They reach down with their silver threads
And twist round my neck sickly bright
A beacon in the darkest night
It's winter in my port
And though we're cold states far apart
You'll be my storm in heart
If after you hurt me we're finally home