Bronze Radio Return Warm Day Cold War
Even cold wars have their warmer days When everything stops and we sleep on it, it's when Cold enemies look like warmer friends If they don't, let's pretend, hey we've all got some rules to bend We all reach a point when we find a way To sink into a place where we think the same, but then Find a loose end and a new reason to blame What we can't contain, and the war carries on
Look out, look out man When the cold's rolling in You look out and see the wreckage Let the warm day begin
In automatic battle it feels cinematic So dramatic that eventually you're numb too All the others that see another point of view Not like you, you're not like them- hey we've all got some rules to bend
Look out, look out man When the cold's rolling in You look out and see the wreckage Let the warm day begin
It's all coming down to the line in the sand Where the people gather 'round and decide where to stand If the winds came in and blew away the lines Just a bunch of people standing with nothing to divide It sounds so easy but really there is no chance for Breaking up the lines that decide what we stand for So for now let's find a little common ground And make a warm day in a cold war
Look out, look out man When the cold's rolling in You look out and see the wreckage Let the warm day begin
