Verse Skin, caked with the sap of pine, can't catch against my roaring mind. The coat slips off my etched spine. It's a weight no longer carried and I'm freezing. So freezing. So freezing. So freezing. Verse A message to my brother sky, I long to hold your hand tonight but when up against this summit's height I'm tense, I'm small, I'm speechless and I'm freezing. So freezing. So freezing. So freezing.
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