[00:29.24]A winter wind blows, in from the north,
[00:40.29]Scratches your spine, cold like the forth.
[00:50.71]But you're a long way from home,
[00:55.52]Through the dark we tiptoe,
[01:00.85]The hospital looms, as we walk fleet road.
[02:17.54][01:14.03]Hold your tongue,
[02:22.56][01:19.07]Swallow your venom,
[02:28.00][01:24.50]You're too young,
[02:32.98][01:29.47]Hold your tongue.
[01:53.58]No push and no shove,
[01:58.70]Spit your verbal mace,
[02:04.03]Hate can turn to love not
[02:09.61]this for this human race,
[02:13.43]Ohhhh!!!
[02:38.93]Hold your tongue, (my heart...)
[02:43.56]Swallow your venom, (will explode)
[02:48.77]You're too young, (as we walk...)
[02:53.93]Hold your tongue. (...the fleet road)