Cold Without Comfort
Jay Harrington
left Jamie in the dark No warning,
no note, just a cold black spark No water in the pipes,
no power in the wire Just a freezing house
and a dying fire (oh-ohh)
No folded clothes, no simple grace
Left to fend in a ruined place
Had to walk out in the silent pines Shitting in the woods,
drawing hard lines
Frozen shadows
creeping up the wall
No dial tone, nobody left to call
Wrapped up in blankets from the bottom drawer
Learning what it means to survive the storm
(survive) No folded clothes,
no simple grace
Left to fend in a ruined place
Had to walk out in the silent pines Shitting in the woods,
drawing hard lines
No power,
no water
(no water) Just the woods