These days are dark and the nights are cold
People acting like they lost their soul
And everywhere I go I see another person like me
Trying to make it all feel like home

Standing on the bridge in the dark
And I'm seeing my breath
Trying to make it home without freezing to death
And my grandfather's face is stuck in my mind and how
Seeing him tonight's gonna be the last time
I should've brought a jacket
Blowing in my hands
Like it's really gonna stop the chill
I buy a cup of coffee with a five dollar bill
thinking "Laying in that box people look so still"
At times like these you start thinking
Your first breath in and the clock starts ticking
I'm not trying to bum anyone out
Not trying to be dramatic just thinking out loud
I'm just trying to make some sense in my mind
Some defense from the cold that I'm feeling outside
And for a minute escape with some rhythm and rhyme and
Get away from the grey with just a bit at a time

Kinda funny how this world can treat you
Like a freak in a sideshow a carnival creature
Climbing outta cans
I'm a diamond in the sand
But you can't tell the difference on a beach full of rhinestones
My life's like trying to swallow a pinecone
It's tough when you live fast just to die slow
Talk to dial tones
My dreams are far-fetched
It seems so I sleep underneath this park bench
I know it don't make sense
And I don't expect you to know what it's like
Smoke drink [bad word] Sniffing everything in my sight
Push rocks in a pipe, liftoff
I keep puffin 'til my lips turn white and my chest gets tight
But who the [bad word] really cares
when you're so far left behind that even death looks right
All I can do is hope for the best and pray
That it gets a little better than yesterday

These days are dark and the nights are cold
People acting like they lost their soul
And everywhere I go I see another person like me
Trying to make it all feel like home

Pardon me I think I'm next to url
Too many problems going on that's why I left my girl
Packed my bags and traveled with a pen and a notepad [bad word] that I was broken and all the things that I don't have
But still I try to find a way to escape
From all the hate planted in my head
which lead to mistakes
But now I'm breaking the mold see I was patient and calm
Many sleep in the rain but I'm awake in the storm
Writing my life
In a short film "The Rise and Fall"
How I managed to scorch hills
And climb the walls
Pound pavement
Aimless in the cold existence
Even thought things are changing I'm going the distance [bad word] the doubt that had controlled for so long
And put it all behind me 'cause life still goes on
Now I'm much stronger and know where I stand
While lost souls search over and over again

These days are dark and the nights are cold
People acting like they lost their soul
And everybody's trying not to cry
trying to get by
And trying not to feel out of control
And if you look hard enough
Sometimes you'll find a place
that might just remind you of home
But if it doesn't feel like home
You can do what I do
Just pretend you don't feel so alone

Feel like home...
Эти дни темны, а ночи холодны 
Люди будто бы потеряли душу. 
И куда бы я ни пошел, 
Я вижу других таких же как я 
Пытающихся заставить меня почувствовать себя как дома

[Mike:] 
Я стою в темноте на мосту и вижу что мое дыхание 
Мечтает о доме, не умерев от холода 
В мыслях я вижу лицо моего деда. 
Я согреваю руки дыханием, как будто мне это поможет. 
Затем покупаю себе кофе. 
Думаю 
Люди все ещё лежат в этих коробках 
Время от времени вы как и они начинаете думать 
Ваш первый вздох и тиканье часов 
Я не пытаюсь бездельничать 
Я не ломаю комедию 
Я просто думаю вслух 
Лишь пытаюсь ос