Frostbite

Look at all the red and white It shimmers in the dead of night As we walk around the silent past Looking at the smoky floor The mannequin is posing for us You think he'll ever smile back Sitting on a lonely train While our thoughts begin to slowly drain Out the memories we've left behind Can you hear him whispering I know that he is listening For another set of empty minds We see you too We see right through Your stoic gaze Your frozen face Elevating everything around it's wonderful Everything excites me Delights me; I know That when you stare across the silence You bring some guidance to me We see you too We see right through Your stoic gaze Your frozen face