They hold no quarter They ask no quarter Close the door, put out the light No, they won't be home tonight The snow falls hard and don't you know? The winds of Thor are blowing cold They're wearing steel that's bright and true They carry news that must

Can't help it I relive it, I relive it, oh Even if I'm peddling alone I know the winter's getting colder But why, just 'cause we're a little older do I relive it, I relive it Oh, I'm peddling backwards Oh my, my, my, my This is the winter of our youth

And the story ends Still waiting for the chance So out of nowhere it will rise Oh, and another journey starts Heart of dragon lies Insanity said coldly What can I do On this road to nowhere At the edge of time

Hold me in this wild, wild, world 'Cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be And in your heat I feel how cold it can get I can't stop thinking about it Now draw me close Never good just the bad and the ugly Laid infront of you Nothing quite like

They hold no quarter They ask no quarter Close the door, put out the light No, they won't be home tonight The snow falls hard and don't you know? The winds of Thor are blowing cold They're wearing steel that's bright and true They carry news that must

It might be cold out But you just hold out The sun is gonna shine your way I know it's true I'm living proof The road is hand and long If I could find a way I'd take your place But, you just gotta live on Oh, live on

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, I

Don't break me and shut me out So take me and let me in As days go by, my heart grows cold I can't seem let this all pass me by Does anyone around me feel the same Put your fist up and vent your pain This is just a story of a broken soul Take me and let

You and me are floating on a tidal wave You and me are drifting into outer space Trying to repair it And singing Trying hard to speak and Fighting with my weak hand Driven to distraction It's all part of the plan

Go down you Blood Red Roses Go down you pinks and posies Sailing out of Boston one hundred days at sea On the good ship Bonadventure, a'whaling men are we We set sail for the Cape Horn, where the seas are cold as ice The wind will bite right through you