The darkness is creeping in,
 And the world is a place to hide,
 I'm on my knees in the cool winter breeze,
 and I think of you.

 And I have tried and I have won,
 and I have done so many things,
 We'll sit and smile and stand for a while,
 And I have done so many things.

 The soil breaks your fall,
 As [bad word] crashing down like you've done a thousand times before,
 Your smell's still rich on my nose,
 As you tore back my cheap clothes.

 And I have tried and I have won,
 and I have lost so many things,
 And we sit and smile and stand for a while,
 And I have lost so many things.

 And I still hear your voice, In my house, in my room,
 You're calling, you're ten feet falling down,
 Soil will break your fall like it's done a thousand times before,
 And I still think of you when the night gets cold,

 When it's cold