Better Days
Dead When I Found Her - Rag Doll Blues
Too near the eye of the storm
The ice that cracks our walls
Our tiny shelter from the cold
We raise the curtain for endless rain
A tricky thought stuck in back of your brain
Our bodies our changing beneath the touch of the rain
We'll build a new constellation
We'll save ourselves for better days
Play that on my grave now
Play from the eye of the storm
We ran for shelter when everything changed
We made a promise to keep things the same
Play for some kind of control
Cracks the walls around me
Out of the eye of the storm
And what you take from here
Play for some kind of control
Play for some kind of control
The frost leaves its mark
Play that on my grave now
Play from the eye of the storm
We ran for shelter when everything changed
We made a promise to keep things the same
Play for some kind of control