I used to live in the cold

I used to live in the cold So that my windows where full of frost Raw crystals where hanging down the roof Could kill a man if they fall I used to live in a place Where some people where so gentle Bad rich men they ruled like evil And threw bad sights like blizzards While walking on the main line I felt I was a prisoner 'Cause I ain't got no place to rest or hearts to love I could go mad in no time The sun was rising soon and I heard a church bell tone Deep and wide like young man death Intoning a sad farewell And the moon was well gone But I felt like it was there Once I dreamed, I won't forget Three daytime sad pale moons The gone, the being and the will All of them where uncomplete Anyway ruling like deities Like an absent god whom see its shade