A Long, Cold Night in Minneapolis - Dead Man Winter

Let go of be darling, before you kill me

I’m hollow and holy, just like a man

And you never know me, the way I know sorrow

And crying helps nothing, but it’s all I got left

It’s a beautiful morning, with silver-lined thunder

And the howling winds of the winter up here

But patriarch sidewalk grows with me sweetly

And mourns with the shame of one without fear

It’s no surprise

It works every time

Let your lie shine down

Don’t come and say «Honey, the chaos and cities»

You’re armed to the teeth, but it looks good on you

And your slow embrace draws silence around me

You had no choice, it was the right thing to do