For those who've grown used to the chill
Of resting on the cold curb still
No pain feels too big to bear
No sorrow feels like despair
Were it not for the constant hum
Of my conscience tired and numb
Sleeping out here would just be
A final detachment setting me free
But you can't go down that path
Tarnish the honor of your past
You can't go down that road
Everyone hopes you'll hold on fast
Sometimes the thing that keeps you in line
Is exactly what you'd love to leave behind
Sometimes what makes you feel so small
Is also what pushes you to stand tall
When giving up is never an option to try
When tears don't count no matter how you cry
And prayer loses meaning along the way
Except for the ones you shame each day
It's easy to think the road is kind
But the truth is harder to find
Barefoot on the freezing ground
Covered in the jeers that echo around
No one's satisfied with your fate
In truth no one even waits
You're not so special to believe
That indifference won't make you grieve
And your family what do they see?
And your children who will they be?
If madness hasn't taken hold
Why can't you recognize your soul?
Sometimes the thing that keeps you in line
Is exactly what you'd love to leave behind
Sometimes what makes you feel so small
Is also what pushes you to stand tall
When giving up is never an option to try
When tears don't count no matter how you cry
And prayer loses meaning along the way
Except for the ones you shame each day
I wished I'd stopped at the very first mile
But I always took pride in being a pilgrim all the while
The Cyberobots - Out In The Cold (Live Unplugged Version) Lyrics
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English
For those who've grown used to the chill
Of resting on the cold curb still
No pain feels too big to bear
No sorrow feels like despair
Were it not for the constant hum
Of my conscience tired and numb
Sleeping out here would just be
A final detachment setting me free
But you can't go down that path
Tarnish the honor of your past
You can't go down that road
Everyone hopes you'll hold on fast
Sometimes the thing that keeps you in line
Is exactly what you'd love to leave behind
Sometimes what makes you feel so small
Is also what pushes you to stand tall
When giving up is never an option to try
When tears don't count no matter how you cry
And prayer loses meaning along the way
Except for the ones you shame each day
It's easy to think the road is kind
But the truth is harder to find
Barefoot on the freezing ground
Covered in the jeers that echo around
No one's satisfied with your fate
In truth no one even waits
You're not so special to believe
That indifference won't make you grieve
And your family what do they see?
And your children who will they be?
If madness hasn't taken hold
Why can't you recognize your soul?
Sometimes the thing that keeps you in line
Is exactly what you'd love to leave behind
Sometimes what makes you feel so small
Is also what pushes you to stand tall
When giving up is never an option to try
When tears don't count no matter how you cry
And prayer loses meaning along the way
Except for the ones you shame each day
I wished I'd stopped at the very first mile
But I always took pride in being a pilgrim all the while
Of resting on the cold curb still
No pain feels too big to bear
No sorrow feels like despair
Were it not for the constant hum
Of my conscience tired and numb
Sleeping out here would just be
A final detachment setting me free
But you can't go down that path
Tarnish the honor of your past
You can't go down that road
Everyone hopes you'll hold on fast
Sometimes the thing that keeps you in line
Is exactly what you'd love to leave behind
Sometimes what makes you feel so small
Is also what pushes you to stand tall
When giving up is never an option to try
When tears don't count no matter how you cry
And prayer loses meaning along the way
Except for the ones you shame each day
It's easy to think the road is kind
But the truth is harder to find
Barefoot on the freezing ground
Covered in the jeers that echo around
No one's satisfied with your fate
In truth no one even waits
You're not so special to believe
That indifference won't make you grieve
And your family what do they see?
And your children who will they be?
If madness hasn't taken hold
Why can't you recognize your soul?
Sometimes the thing that keeps you in line
Is exactly what you'd love to leave behind
Sometimes what makes you feel so small
Is also what pushes you to stand tall
When giving up is never an option to try
When tears don't count no matter how you cry
And prayer loses meaning along the way
Except for the ones you shame each day
I wished I'd stopped at the very first mile
But I always took pride in being a pilgrim all the while
Writer: Christian Ganzert
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid