Towers

A. Rixon, D. Smith

There's cold steel towers inside my mind,
They're building more all the time
Cold steel towers stacked in my veins,
Streaked with blood in rusty stains
Chorus:
I still get cold, I need your heat,
Your choking hold on all my dreams
Do you know who you remind me of
No one I really know
No...
Cold steel bars across my heart,
Those girders hold the cracks apart
Cold grey panes on cold grey skies
That wheel across my cold dead eyes
Chorus
Those dark peaks shut out your pain
For all I know it may be feigned
Cold steel towers built on your fields
Not much else left to feel
Chorus
Your cold hard words will meet those spires
Time to go, I'm feeling tired
Cold steel towers forever tall,
Their cold grey sides will break my fall