Oh, everything outside is so slow   Oh, everyone just tries to let go   Oh, cold air keeps me alive beyond the snow, the snow      I'm growing roots from the soles of my feet   Straight into the earth they're anchoring me      Through the window I watch you breathe   Let yourself feel this entirely      Just take away the pain before I go insane   It hurts more than anything that i could even say      It's a tangled web this life that we lead   Our hearts pull slower by connecting string      Take this stone in your hand   Squeeze it until you can   Not tell the difference between it and your skin      Take this stone in your hand   Squeeze it until you can   Not feel the difference between it and your skin      This life's become problematic   Watching Antiques Roadshow through static   Daydreaming of us dancing in the attic   Listening to Bowie moderately soft   This life's become problematic   Watching Antiques Roadshow through static   Daydreaming of us dancing in the attic   Listening to Bowie moderately soft      This life's become problematic   Watching Antiques Roadshow through static   Daydreaming of us dancing in the attic   Listening to Bowie moderately soft      Take this stone in your hand   Squeeze it until you can   Not feel the difference between it and your skin