Our limbs are tongue tied when I don’t know just what to say
My heart is frozen
I keep it out on my windowsill

I climbed an eight-foot wall with ease
I scraped my knee, I shed tears of kerosene
Still I can’t hear a word you say to me

Once a furnace we shovel in the ash and sighs
Wasting our time
Looking for sparks too shy

I climbed an eight-foot wall with ease
I scraped my knees, I shed tears of kerosene
Still I can’t hear a word you say to me

Colder than hell
And I think I’m dressed for it
You say you’ve been well

Widen the frame
See what’s been hiding from me
Thaw those old bones