Frostbitten

Your feet will always move to find place to walk in solitude
 Your feet will always be the best friends that you'll ever know
 So spend all your waking hours
 And count all your time in miles
 Until you can't hold up no more
 When your feet are frostbitten
 And your brain is frostbitten
 And you can't even feel your nose
 Then let your soul
 Stretch open arms
 This canvas of all your days
 All the red cells that you did
 The colors of all those nights
 The rain followed you to bed
 And soaked the sheets through
 Before, the angels know what you did
 When showers come down to clean your soul
 Your lungs still find the time to breath the sweet, sweet air in this latitude
 But sweet still mingles with the sour that pushes down on us below
 You let the angels know what you did
 When showers come down to clean your soul