Recluse, licking wounds
Foul news sweeping through
Ease we strung, praise be gone, let loose

Recluse, licking wounds

I'm trying, I really am
To feel in my fingers again

Cool it child
Cool it child, we're on our own
This hideout's warm
Cool it child, it's over
We hurt but the winter build our home
This hideout's warm

When it's far, it's far from good
Shallow eyes do what they could
I travel north, see the Lord understood
When it's far, it's far from good

I'm trying, I really am
To feel in my fingers again

Cool it child
Cool it child, we're on our own
This hideout's warm
Cool it child, it's over
We hurt but the winter build our home
This hideout's warm

Cool it child, it's over
We hurt but the winter build our home
This hideout's warm
Cool it child
Cool it child
Cool it child