I met a man who knew what love was from the start.    He told me, “Try to live this way.”    He told me, “There’s thieves who try to take more than their hands can hold. If you pretend you’ve got it all, you’re wrong.”    We take in the cold, just to make it on our own.    Like our mother’s warmth. Mother’s warmth.    We have bones that can bruise!   And surely the skin that can prove…    I met a thief who had an addiction with his hands.    He told me, “Never live this way.”    He told me, “We know how to set these hills on fire with both our hands tied behind our backs.    Our hands are tied behind our backs.”   We take in the cold, just to make it on our own.    Like our mother’s warmth. Mother’s warmth.    We have bones that can bruise!   And surely the skin that can prove…   That we are all alike. That we are all alike.    We take in the cold, just to make it on our own.    We have bones that can bruise!   And surely the skin that can prove…