The Lowest of the Low winter sleepers

Through all of the shirts and all of the skins
And all of the half-hearted how you beens
The megaphone malice, the rumoured refrain
Through all of the rules and all of the fools
And all of the so dead after schools
And all of the bullshit school yard engrains
You had to breathe in
And breath out
And breathe in
Before all the chills, before all the pills
Before all those '40 movie stills
Leered back like spectres, suddenly strange
When all of the world was all about chance
Was all about hold onto you hat
Her heels on tarmac pattered like rain
She liked to breathe in
And breath out
And breathe in
And Breathe out again
Home again boy
Home again soon
From crib to tomb
Through all of the near and all of the far
And all of the wonder where you are
And all of the false and all of the true
With all of the stop and none of the go
Only these faces in the snow
And the fog and in the window tell me its true
I'm still breathing in
And breathing out
Breathing in
And breathing out again