but there's a cold wind coming from

the top of the highest high-rise today.

It's not a breeze cause' it blows hard

Yes and it wants me to discard the humanity I know,

watch the warmth blow away.

do you think I should adhere

to that pressing new frontier?

and leave in my wake a trail of fear(?)

Or Should I hold my head up high

and throw a wrench in spokes by

leaving the air behind me clear?

Don't let the world bring you down

Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold.

Remember why you came and while you're alive

experience the warmth before you grow old.