Brian Borcherdt Cold Wind Blowin'
This is how we break,
on the shore like waves.
Behind these heavy lids,
our eyes are sinking ships.
It’s just a cold wind blowin’.
It’s just a cold wind blowin’.
This is how we live,
Born with wide open wrists.
We drain our blood and history,
brain cells and memories.
It’s just a cold wind blowin'.
You got a cold wind blowin’.
It’s just a cold wind blowin'.
Just a cold wind blowin’.
Drain our blood.
Ooooh
Drain our blood.
Ooooh
Drain our blood.
Ooooh
Drain our blood.
It’s just a cold wind blowin’.
You got a cold wind blowin’.
You're just a cold wind blowin’.
Just a cold wind blowin’.
