Bitter Cold-Mt. St. Helens Vietnam Band

[ti:Bitter Cold] [ar:Mt. St. Helens Vietnam Band] [al:Where The Messengers Meet] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.60]I was sitting in the bitter cold [00:03.87]Dead clouds floating all around me [00:07.11]I went looking for a distant hole [00:10.40]Snow drifts dancing at my feet [00:12.75] [00:13.58]Through the forest [00:15.36]Knew the chorus of the searching wind [00:18.98] [00:20.27]I was waiting for a reccolection [00:23.51]Of cold air filling up my chest [00:26.10] [00:26.79]I was sitting through a vacant memory [00:30.21]Dead as running from my breath [00:32.59] [00:33.33]With my footsteps came the presence of the searching wind [00:38.91]And it said [00:40.18]Where will they go [00:43.50] [00:44.59]Where will they go [00:47.98] [00:48.98]You act like chasing a ghost [00:51.92] [00:53.49]You act like chasing a ghost [00:57.02]Bitter Cold - Mt. St. Helens Vietnam Band [00:59.63] [01:05.54]I stood staring at an empty forest [01:08.90]Both hands colder maybe frozen [01:11.22] [01:11.97]I spoke to my interlocutor [01:14.83] [01:15.36]Why the burden of your questions [01:18.68]Then the flurries put to hurry [01:21.91]A need to gather warmth [01:24.11] [01:25.09]I lay shaking in my narrow bed [01:28.53]Dead thoughts living once again [01:30.84] [01:31.71]I slipped down into a burning fever [01:34.94]And no things came into my head [01:37.38] [01:38.21]Lime and swirls dashed and curled right outside my door [01:43.98]And it said [01:45.18]Where will you go [01:47.82] [01:49.52]Where will you go [01:52.75] [01:53.89]You act like chashing a ghost [01:56.97] [01:58.42]You act like chashing a ghost [02:01.77] [02:10.00]Where will you go [02:12.90] [02:14.24]Where will you go [02:17.43] [02:18.59]You act like chashing a ghost [02:21.59] [02:23.06]You act like chashing a ghost [02:26.50]