Such a dark cold way and it enters through your breathing everyday What a dark old way to stay the same As it enters through your breathing, close your eyes and feel them turn it grey Oh, heart of gold, spring time life and laughter borne, now you wander there alone Down that way where life is a bad place, life is a sad place, always Such a dark cold way and it enters through your breathing everyday What a dark old way to stay the same As it enters through your breathing, close your eyes and feel them turn it grey Oh, heart of stone, nights were there for you alone, now the greymen linger long And nights are cold and hard and days are slipping away paced, moving on always Such a dark cold way and it enters through your breathing everyday What a dark old way to stay the same And it enters through your breathing everyday Such a dark old way, it stays the same As it enters through your breathing, close your eyes and feel them turn it grey...