I found a room where I could live   The winter's gloom is bound to give way   I'm trying to be a painter now   I'm trying to rid myself of art somehow      And I'm sleeping through the mornings   Through the silence of the mornings   I'm glad, I'm glad      You asked the man to play our song   I didn't know we had a song to play   The ice has covered the river now   There's nothing but a broken plough   The winter's wrapped itself around   The house, the sky is coming down         Do you remember the skating rink   Do you remember how you used to think   Are you afraid to tell me now   Are you afraid to tell me how   How you lost your integrity   Your supernatural therapy   The weight has finally come around   The idleness has brought you down      And you're sleeping through the mornings   Through the silence of the mornings   I'm glad, I'm glad