Cold Lunch

I watched the reigns drop with no guilt at all
No sleep, No sleep
I’m barely breathing no sweep of the feet
No sleep, No sleep
I’m told the weather doesn’t choose you
I see the timber but the pitch isn’t clear
All in all it’s just a scene from the peak
No sleep, No sleep
Yoke to shoulder and the shade to my knees
Dig deep, No sleep
Breathe deep, No sleep
I bleed the worries of a cold hearted man
Dig deep, No sleep
Breathe deep, No sleep
I’m told the weather doesn’t choose you
I see the timber but the pitch isn’t clear
All in all it’s just a scene from the peak
No sleep, No sleep
Yoke to shoulder and the shade to my knees
Dig deep, No sleep
Breathe deep, No sleep
I bleed the worries of a cold hearted man
Dig deep, No sleep
Breathe deep, No sleep
Breathe deep
Waiting around to be rescued
Think our chances are slight
Situation is painful
Never walk to the light
Sun up to sun down
All that we keep is the funeral
Hand over hand until blisters have started to rise
Hearts might not falter, but stomachs give way
Flush with the plight of tomorrow
Just close your eyes, hope when you wake
It’s over, It’s over
It’s over