My heart's in the ice house, come or come valley Like a long ago Sunday I walked through the alley On a cold morning to a church house Just to shovel some
I heard on the train track howl naked gettin' nuder An altar been hit by a local commuter Just from walking with his turned To the train that was so slow
You can gaze out the window, get mad and get your hands in the air, say what does it matter? But it don't do no to get angry so help me, I know
For a heart stained in anger weak and grows bitter You become your own prisoner as you yourself sit there Wrapped up in a trap of very own chain of sorrow
I've been down to zero, pulled out and put back there I sat on a park bench, kissed the with the black hair And my head shouted to my heart "You look out below"
Hey, it ain't such a long drop, don't stammer don't From the in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter And you those bruises to remind you wherever you go
You can gaze out the window, get mad and get Throw your hands in the air, say what it matter? But it don't do no to get angry so help me, I know
For a heart stained in anger weak and grows bitter You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit Wrapped up in a of your very own chain of sorrow
My heart's in the ice house, come hill or valley Like a long ago Sunday when I through the alley On a cold winter's morning to a church Just to shovel snow
I heard sirens on the track howl naked gettin' nuder An altar boy's been hit by a local Just from walking his back turned To the train that was so slow
You can out the window, get mad and get madder Throw hands in the air, say what does it matter? But it don't do no good to get so help me, I know
For a heart stained in grows weak and grows bitter You become own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow