Set The Sails

	You decide to be alone.
	And hell it's cold enough to hibernate
	So let her drift into the snow.
	It's where she chooses how to operate.
	It might be time to pack her in.
	Set the sails and just get all the way-
	Maybe east or something.
	The west was overrated anyway
	And the storms coming down.
	These old walls are wearing thin.
	There's an ache to this town.
	And something's gotta give in
	When digging for gold, and coming
	Out dry.
	Just a matter of time.
	Just a matter of time.
	So you decide to be alone
	And sometimes loneliness
	Can be your friend
	So let me drift into the snow
	It's where I'm tempted most to make amend
	We can wash our hands of all of this.
	And we can hide behind shit eating grins.
	It's probably something I missed.
	I wasn't listening when I should have been
	And the storm's coming down.
	And these old walls are wearing thin.
	There's an ache to this town
	And something's gotta give in
	When digging for gold
	And coming out dry.
	Just a matter of time.
	Just a matter of time.