Crawl (Riding High III) Video (MV)

Cold, colder than death
Cold as the curtain of night

Cold as the mountaintop
You gaze away

Shuddering from pit to pit

You turned from the fire
It singed your hair

Smothering blankets
That muffled your voice
Before ever you spoke

The cruelest joke
Icy hands on your spine

The only peace you can find
Hangs in the air like a broken kite

Caught in telephone wires

Look down, look down
Look at this ramshackle town

Look at your feet on the ground
Sneakers in the snow
And no place to go

Stop dreaming of release
Or we'll call the police

You can't get away
From the breaking day

Think of maps
Think of lines
Think of things you left behind

Innocent, innocent
Except for the murder of hope
But can you kill what you can't see?

God knows you can't hear me
Or anyone, anyone

When they find you
Will you stare at the sky
Like a wall?

Will you scream?
Will you cry?

Will you crawl?
Will you crawl?
Will you crawl?

Back to it all

When they find you
Will you stare
At the sky
Like a wall?

Will you scream?
Will you cry?

Will you crawl
Back to it all?

Will you crawl
Back to it all?

You can crawl
Come on and crawl
Let's see you crawl
You can crawl

You can crawl
Back to it all