The cold it penetrates so deep The leaves cry drops of ice A fire guts the land inside him He wonders what's it like To be in the sunshine with her The wet material on his face With lines of unforgetful stress A scratch in the wall by his side He watches all the time While all around him wallpaper dies The boards of such familiar grain Are roads leading nowhere Careful drawings in the dust He tries to remember The breeze it blows it all away Something through the darkness Caught his eye