"Colder"
(written by Kristin Hersh)
They took a picture
And from this cold lightning
Living me through
So I feel like an alarm clock
Fire came from my mouth
Is pushing me around
And I'm not loving, I'm not hating
I'm not creating
I'm losing my friends
And my young dreams
That was vicious air
Spilled in my face, out of love
And out of love
Keep walking
If I did the same thing 500 times
Could you see it in the dark?
I trust the weather
I try to make the bodies give me strength
Do you see them in the yard?
Who cares if they're rolling in bed?
There's only darkness upstairs
Does love sit cold 'til you put it somewhere?
Do objects spit it at your heart?
I don't see that anymore
I'm colder, and colder, and colder
