Here even the coyotes have become fishermen
Where the hot water melts cracks
In the ice
When it gets too cold
For proper snow to form
When the days are short
You can sit here forever and still see nothing
You can listen for days and not hear a sound
And there are those who choose to do just that
And those that can't go fishing in the cracks
Here even the pigeons have looooong shadows
As they walk along the hospital roof
Two people were stabbed here just last week
Not at the same time it was back to back
You can sit here forever and still see nothing
You can listen for days and not hear a sound
But I saw a girl my age shoot heroin in to her leg
And it f*cked me up real good
And I will be a fisherman
When it gets too cold to be anything else
Yeah I will be a fisherman
When it gets too cold
Too cold
Too cold