Oh winter
You're looking kind of mean now
You take away a lifetime
And never pay it back

Oh night sky
Remember when I walked out
The rooms where I heard my thoughts
And spilled them around in the darkness

And though I might sound like I never lived a good life

Oh please light this fire now
And all the pretty things
My living fortress is made of sand

Oh winter
There's places that you can't find
I wish that I was able to reach one
And fear you no more

And though I might sound like I never lived a good life

Oh please light this fire now
And all the pretty things
My living fortress is made of sand

Oh please light this fire now
And all the pretty things
My living fortress is made of sand