Riding my bike in the pouring rain,
Hold onto the slippery handlebars,
And hold onto your last words,
I'm sick again so my nose is red,
Like the dried blood on the tires,
Your memory is all I've got now,
Peace of mind without time.

I've got to get home now,
Let me in won't you please,
I'm not ready but here I am.

Walking in the cloudy overhang,
Hold onto myself for dear warmth,
And hold onto you to walk straight,
I think it's gonna rain but maybe not,
My hands are cold and blue,
Like the eyes inside of my own head.
I can't let go of your hand,
Never going to get peace of mind without you.