Then Comes Silence
warm like blood
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When the ground gets cold
Frosted grass and spikes of ice
When the light is fading
Crying won't do no good
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
When the river's dry
Bed of mud and cracks on grit
When the mind is weary
Crying won't do no good
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
When your luck's run out
And you're too old to die young
There's no hand to hold
Crying won't do no good
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood