Winter Loop
How'd you do it Mr. Judas
Such a thrill until you're on the outside
The short story is you run from the glory
But you walk a thin line
Standing waving with your white gloves
And your dirty fingers inside
It's a matter of time
You need permission to fall
A premonition is all that you are
And keeping count of the game is what they say
Never gets you that far
Scared pretender but no, you keep intending
To chase that star
Whoever you are
Oooooo
You get lost you get lost you get lost sometimes
Oooooo
And it's al- and it's always the answer you find
The you in the back of your mind
All the hail the piper you smile
The sun rises to
See you wake up
Wish i could see the surprise
In your eyes when you
Miss the next cut
What was the price on your head
What was the price to say
Goodbye to your gut
Whatever it was