I’m dying in the winter
Slate sky and battered windows
Are the only companions
I can find today
I’m exhausted. It’s cold where I live, and it’s been a winter that isn’t good for getting out in. I’ve had a pile of “I live in an old house” projects that have taken a lot of my time this month, and I’m put out that I haven’t been able to create as much as I wanted to this FAWM. But, I guess this is halfway, so…that’s something.
We plod forward.
This song … well, it kinda just sums it up.
I feel like it’s one of those songs that could have a little jazz combo playing so it sounds like it could be a happy song even if the lyrics are not.
I’m dying in the winter
Slate sky and battered windows
Are the only companions
I can find today
I’m dying in the winter
To the tuneless sound of wind chimes
I couldn’t even yell if
I got through my ennui
I am so tired
Of being inside here
So tired of
Lighting the fires
To keep myself warm
To keep myself warm
I am so tired
Of being inside me
So tired of
Feeding the fires
To keep myself warm.
To keep myself warm
I’m dying in the winter
Cold days and somber starlight
Seem to last forever
it’s just so cliche.
I’m dying in the winter
To the tap of the sleet falling
I couldn’t even leave if
I could get away.
I am so tired
Of being inside here
So tired of
Lighting the fires
To keep myself warm
To keep myself warm
I am so tired
Of being inside me
So tired of
Feeding the fires
To keep myself warm.
To keep myself warm
I’m dying in the winter
Fallen trees and growing snowbanks
Are terrible companions
I can truly say.
I’m dying in the winter.
Snowflakes create a silence
You couldn’t even hear if
I started to say…
I am so tired
Of being inside here
So tired of
Lighting the fires
To keep myself warm
To keep myself warm
I am so tired
Of being inside me
So tired of
Feeding the fires
To keep myself warm.
To keep myself warm
I’m dying in the winter
Slate sky and battered windows
Are the only companions
I can find today
I couldn’t even leave if
I could get away.
You couldn’t even hear if
I started to say…
You couldn’t even hear if
I started to…