Lyrics of
Cold To See Clear

Clothes make the man. The house makes the heart,
don?t get me started about how hard it is
to start or stay on track, or don?t dream,
or do whether you want, or want not to.
What I arrived to, the radio took me, the radio radio made me.
What can we do, but listen to stories, wretched or glorious?
I don?t mind if it?s raining. I don?t mind if it?s hot.
I don?t mind what you?re thinking.
and I don?t mind if you?re not.
What I arrived to, the airwaves they took me, the radio radio made me.
What can we do, but listen to stories, wretched or glorious?
Where I found my eyes, it?s love and it took me
on Sundays I?m walking the mile. The sun makes the ra----in.
A little cold to see clear.
Cold to see clear.
A little cold to see clear.
What I arrived to, the airwaves they took me, the radio radio makes me.
What can we do, but listen to stories, wretched or glorious?
Where I found my eyes, it?s love and it took me
I don?t mind if it?s raining. I don?t mind if it?s hot.
I don?t mind what you?re thinking.
and I don?t mind if you?re not.