White Out Lyrics

Walk your wounded walk to me

Silent sighs

From your gallery



Talk your wounded talk to me

Hollow eyes

Wish to see



I can't tell you what you should do

No lock for your key



Caught in a silent white out

Washed all your clothes too clean

All quiet for the man who

Paints nothing there to see



No one told you how to be

You took your time

Found your feet



Time has spent your last belief

Of where to go

Who to be