If Winter Ends - Bright Eyes

i dreamt of a fever,

one that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart.

with heat to melt these frozen tears and burned with reasons

as to carry on.

into these twisted months i plunge without a light to follow

but i swear that i would follow anything

just get me out of here.

and so you get six months to adapt

and you get two more to leave town.

in the event that you do adapt, we still might not want you around.

and i fell for the promise of a life with a purpose

but i know that’s impossible now.

and so i drink to stay warm

and to kill selected memories

because i just can’t think anymore about that or about her tonight

and i give myself three days to feel better

or else i swear i’m driving off a fucking cliff

because if i can’t learn to make myself feel better

then how can i expect anyone else to give a shit

and i scream for the sunlight or a car to take me anywhere

just get me past this dead and eternal snow

because i swear that i am dying, slowly but its happening

so if there is a perfect spring that’s waiting somewhere

just take me there and lie to me and say it’s going to be alright

its going to be alright, yeah you worry too much kid,

its going to be alright.