Winter - Adam Watts

Wanna tell you how the winter went

There wasn’t light, I was dark in the head

Didn’t matter what I wanted to believe

Nothing to hold onto, nothing to see

Nobody tells you when you’re growing up

That every heart’s built of hate and of love

Which way to go in whatever we do

Feed our demons or angels, we choose

I’m not the kind of man that stays down when he falls

But sometimes I get weak

When I can’t feel at all

And I know the pain in me

Is the pain in every living human being

So I clench my hands and I make that call

God help me.

God help us all

God help us all

God help us all

God help us all

God help us all

On the floor, where my body lay

Held by the sun, cut in half by the shade

Counting rhythms of life in my veins

Knowing this will all go away

Knowing this will all go away

I’m not the kind of man that stays down when he falls

But sometimes I get weak

When I can’t feel at all

And I know the pain in me

Is the pain in every living human being

So I clench my hands and I make that call

God help me.

God help us all

God help us all

God help us all

God help us all

God help us all

God help us all

God help us all

God help us all

God help us all