Beating Back the Claws of the Cold by The Pica Beats Lyrics

[Verse 1]
And as the rug rolls down
All the worldly troubles become muffled
Just a few minutes more they'll suffocate

And as she leads your feet
Down a winding path not soon forgotten
You'll wonder how it got to be so late

[Verse 2]
But not enough to curse
All the soil lost where the path is beaten
The soil never learned to contemplate

And as the bus cuts curbs
Takes down a dozen aunts and uncles
Only concrete will care when they call

[Verse 3]
And if their mouth has a lit cigarette
The burning ash will find its way to Heaven
Its descendants they are all acid rain
And though the clouds spit fire
Every once in a while I'll be catching
A glimpse I'll pretend is sleet and snow

[Verse 4]
And if the boat backs up
It'll wonder what has plagued like such an anchor
They'll find they had sunk long ago
And where would you prefer that I go?
Where would you prefer that I go?

[Chorus]
Part of change is more than coins
Part of me would rather not learn
Part of the body is the bone
Part of birth is leaving home

Part of keeping colors old
Is beating back the claws of the cold
Part of keeping colors old
Is beating back the claws of the cold