The Warmth
I’d like to close my eyes go numb, but there’s a cold wind coming from the top of the highest high-rise today.It’s not a breeze ‘cause it blows hard, Yes and it wants me to discard the humanity I know,watch the warmth blow away.
So don’t let the world bring you down.Not everyone here is that f#@#d up and cold.Remember why you came and while you’re alive, experience the warmth before you grow old.
So do you think I should adhere to that pressing new frontier?And leave in my wake a trail of fear?
Or should I hold my head up high, and throw a wrench in spokes by leaving the air behind me clear?
So don’t let the world bring you down. Not everyone here is that f@#3d up and cold. Remember why you came and while you’re alive experience the warmth before you go.
Before you grow old.Where did it go?
Incubus - The Warmth