The sun is further than normal and I don't know why
The weather reporter is telling me lies
I'm removing the clothespins and dipping my toes in
But I can barely see the sky
Probably not gonna make it, it's harder to drive
When I don't know where the paint is, I guess I'll get by
But don't complain if I'm vacant
You'll have to be patient
I'm trying to make it out alive
The cold is making me shake and I'm starting to slide
And I don't know where the brakes went
Essentially blind from the wind that's been blowing
And bringing the snow in
I'm gonna be frozen to the side