Winterize – A Northern Chorus – letras

WinterizeIt’s not impossible to seethe infinite silhouette that toreright through him.The ghosts in every town,they just don’t see,the silver lining found in thatcorporate cloud.Pockets full of spent bullets,old train tickets,and pictures of the sunthat couldn’t warm upthose winter eyes.It’s not impossible to breathewith flooded lungs,or winterize the scenesthat leave you numb.A tire fire in the night,a painting that never dries,a wooden shield undermachine gun fire.Pockets full of spent bullets,old train tickets,and pictures of the setting sunacross a desert sprawlwhile hanging at the Governor’s ball.