Midwest Winter by The Spine Stealers

these cold midwest winters
have me rusted in the center
frozen pines like our hands stuck together
fingers numb from holding on so damn long

what was I but a stake to your claim
is it love if they keep you caged?
should have known you like this time of year
cold sinks deep, fires burn blue I can think clear

he's got me wilin' oh this daydream he
I build every man I love into a fantasy
once the beers are gone and I'm stumblin' home
all I'm left to love is a cig on the balcony alone

• Acoustic
• Americana
• Folk
• Midwest
• acoustic
• alternative folk
• folk
• girl band
• girlband
• singer-songwriter
• wisconsin
• Madison