Warm Like Blood

When the ground gets cold
Frosted grass and spikes of ice
When the light is fading
Crying won't do no good

Warm like blood
Warm like blood

When the river's dry
Bed of mud and cracks on grit
When the mind is weary
Crying won't do no good

Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood

Warm like blood
Warm like blood

When your luck's run out
And you're too old to die young
There's no hand to hold
Crying won't do no good

Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood

Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood
Warm like blood



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Svenson
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