Tiny Engines - Fear of Good lyrics

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Tiny Engines - Fear of Good lyrics

Skin caked with sap of pine Can't catch against my roaring mind The coat slips off my etched spine It's a weight no longer carried and I'm freezing A message to my brother sky I long to hold your hand tonight But when up against this summit's height I'm tense, I'm small, I'm speechless and I'm freezing