These Cold Winds

By Nicholas D. Drummond
© 2005 Reeling From The Stitch (ASCAP)

Run away
Run away so your cold eyes don’t see
The roots of me
Cause the sun rises In the morning and you blame the east
Well look at me
The uncovered eyes you don’t see
Look at me
I got your number

These cold winds
Oh how they blow
For it’s the seeds
Of battle you sow

I push on
I push on through the darkness of a moonless night
I reach out
To find the edge of what is wrong and the edge of what is right

but these cold winds
Oh how they blow
For it’s the seeds
Of battle you sow

Well hey there
Mr. Man
I’m just going down to see my friends
So I ask you
will you die
with the news from Malabar on your mind?

You push up
You push up your walls and they push on me
But don’t you see
That the smoke that’s choking you is from the flames burning me

but these cold winds
Oh how they blow
For it’s the seeds
Of all this madness you sow

Well hey there
Mr. Man
I’m just going down to see my friends
So I ask you
Will you die
With the news from Malabar on your mind

Well hey there
Mr. Man
Will your banner flutter in the end?
So I ask you
Will you die
With the news from Malabar on your mind