Cold winds

Artist: Out Of My Hair
Title: Cold winds
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Cold winds by his name
Blow through the door
People give way
He don't like what he saw
So he snuffs it right out
Straight to the floor

When it kills it
He fills its image with hope
But the stain of life's invasions
Leaves a shadow on his coat
His mind is blinded
His spirit is weak
And the beige and bile
Of jaded style
Hangs round him as he speaks

Chorus:
I'm still happy
Doing what I can
Oh but you haven't a clue
If you're never in the mood

Preacher preach in vain
If you fuck the crowd
You can't complain
It's lonely by the boards
If you piss me around
I'll make you poor

A mate of mine
He wastes his time
On image and dope
But the stain of life's invasions
Leaves him puzzled and remote

Chorus