I'm Cold

I’m breathing a broken windscreen
My face is glistening from broken glass
His dimply face is missing
Wonder why my mouth’s so dry
I see a man that’s crying
I’m cold but probably I’m dying
I’m bleeding but
Thinking of an apple pie
I see a man that’s crying
I’m cold and probably I’m dying
My hair’s a mess
And I’m wondering if it’s nice to die
Burning of flesh smells funny
The radio’s playing
«Crash, Boom, Bang»
Like breathing under water
I feel relaxed, comfortably numb
I see my mother smiling
I’m cold and numb, but my body’s flying
The lights are flashing
Will Trudi wear a suit and tie?
I see a crew that’s trying
I’m warming up, but the crew is crying
Is this the end?
Is there a pie in the sky
When I die?
I see a man that’s crying
I’m cold and probably I’m dying
I’m bleeding but
Thinking about apple pie
I see a man that’s crying
I’m cold and probably I’m trying
My hair’s a mess
And I’m wondering if it’s nice to die
I see my mother smiling
I’m cold and my body’s flying
The lights are flashing
Will Trudi wear a suit and tie?
I see a crew that’s trying
I’m warming up, but the crew is crying
Is this the end?
Is there a pie in the sky
When I die?
When I die?