Curtains hide from the prying eyes off of the television's glow   As three friends sit in their home so far away from home   For we cut ourselves from a sinking ship   Found only more drugs and booze   Old habits took hold   While we slept from the breath of the moon      And a pendelum swings with an axe guided weight   Cutting lives from a never growing stone   A tender voice is often heard where the truth is seldom told   It's a hard earned disgrace when the [?] finds the faces of friend and family   As our futures turned out to be what they [?]      And we made our way playing heartbreaking games   And our eyes are the bitterist of truth   Intentions speak not as loud as the choices made in you   And it's been a long hard winter   We danced near the fire 'til we withered away   We shook and we slept long in the morning   Oh your face could be that of a stranger   As the rose on your cheek turned to gray   The mirror showed who we are    Not who we long to be      Though my words hit you like a bare knuckle boxer   Whipping boy you've been beaten by yourself   So caught in the coma but whisper and you hear the devil's howl   Both strong willed and weak   You hold the tools to escape   My dearest friend, I cannot hold you alone   And I fear the path on which you travel   I could never follow along      And we made our way playing heartbreaking games   And our eyes are the bitterist of truth   Intentions speak not as loud as the choices made in you   And it's been a long hard winter   We danced near the fire 'til we withered away   We shook and slept long in the morning   Oh your face could be that of a stranger   As the rose on your cheek turned to gray   The mirror showed who we are    Not who we long to be      And it's been a long hard winter   We danced near the fire 'til we withered away   We shook and slept long in the morning