Frostbitten Hands

Now that I've slowly reemerged With cold wet hair through the ashes (Sifting through the ashes) Scattered on my face (On my face) Oh, I try to play guitar with Frostbitten Hands My Frostbitten Hands Oh, I make a lot of mistakes (A lot of mistakes) Oh wind, come through (A lot of mistakes) And see me fade away Fade away Fade away Fade away Fade away Fade away Fade away Sensing things beyond mistake I dig my own grave