Still Bitter Still Cold

Staring out a motel window
 Watching as the moon glows
 Can you feel the cold?
 And I can barely sleep anymore
 Counting roaches on the floor
 Is this really my home?
 Caught my reflection in a window
 Where did my youth go?
 My skin weathered by the cold
 And the burden of stories that won't get told
 Can you hear the thunder roll?
 Does it sound of a heart of gold?
 (And now you can you hear me)
 (And now you can you hear me)
 Can you hear the thunder roll?
 (And now you can you hear me)
 (And now you can you hear me)
 Does it sound of a heart of gold?
 Driving on i-5 south
 Just thinking about
 How it could've turned out
 And I ain't never been this low
 Now all I got left
 Are the songs that I wrote
 Caught my reflection in the window
 Where did my youth go?
 My skin weathered by the smoke
 'Cause the only peace I know
 Is the end of a Newport
 Can you hear the thunder roll?
 Does it sound of a heart of gold?
 (And now you can you hear me)
 (And now you can you hear me)
 Can you hear the thunder roll?
 (And now you can you hear me)
 (And now you can you hear me)
 Does it sound of a heart of gold?
 Does it sound of a heart of gold?
 Does it sound of a heart of gold?
 I'm still bitter
 I'm still cold
 Still using mud to fill the cracks in my soul
 Without know there's no hope
 Can you hear the thunder roll?
 The thunder roll?
 Drop it