Cold Comfort

I feel what can only be described

As a chill through my every bone

A gnawing at my sense of home

An iridescent black and blue

What you see isn't always what you have

And to hold (to have and to hold)

Dear is to never let go

Yet i still feel. well...

Cold comfort to the empty hearted

Bound and broken

Cold comfort for what was left unspoken

Will have me wishing you were here

Keep home fires burning

Spark a yearning for the confines of home

Keep home fires burning

Spark a yearning in you to find your way home

Carried your brittle bones beyond these walls

All colour bled from banner, hung at half-mast

Future fire set in stone, ghosts of second past

Feed a licking, harrowing flame

But you would not be scared away

Rising up from underneath

Undercurrent of fiery grief

I'm cold to the touch

Ghostly cold is your touch

What you see isn't always what you have

And to hold (to have and hold)

Dear is to never let go of home

Rising up from underneath

Undercurrent of fiery grief

I'm cold to the touch

Ghostly cold is your touch