Track Insight / Lyrics
You pace the gray and frozen street.
The ice is biting at your feet.
You sniff the air for something sweet.
A piece of bread, a scrap of meat.
Oh, the cobblestones are cold.
A lonely story left untold.
You wait for warmth you used to know.
While winter winds begin to blow.
The steam is rising from a vent.
The alley smells of old cement.
Your heavy coat is torn and bent.
A lifetime spent in low descent.
You watch the boots go rushing by.
A heavy cloud hides all the sky.
You let out one long hollow cry.
Beneath the moon, a silver eye.
Oh, the cobblestones are cold.
A lonely story left untold.
You wait for warmth you used to know.
While winter winds begin to blow.
You dream of fields of waving gold.
A heavy leash, a steady hold.
The scent of pine, a sudden race.
A gentle hand upon your face.
The diner door swings open wide.
A warm yellow glow waits inside.
You shiver where the shadows hide.
With nowhere left for you to glide.
Oh, the cobblestones are cold.
A lonely story left untold.
You wait for warmth you used to know.
While winter winds begin to blow.
Just a stray in the winter light.
Stay safe, boy.
Goodnight.
