Polar Vortex

Cold and grey, everything’s cold and grey

I won’t be coming home today

I think I’ll crash my sled into a tree

Cold and grey, everything’s cold and grey

I won’t be coming home today

I think I’ll crash my sled into a tree
 

When you find yourself in a frozen landscape

Will you make believe that it’s not there?

Will you take my hand and gently guide it

As you tie me to the electric chair?
 

Polar Vortex, arctic blast

You’ve taken everything I had.

Old Man Winter, Jack Frost

Tell me what is the cost

To lay in the Sun

and run in the grass

When all this is done?

When you find yourself in a frozen landscape

Will you make believe that it’s not there?

Will you take my hand and gently guide it

As you tie me to the electric chair?
 

Polar Vortex, arctic blast

You’ve taken everything I had.

Old Man Winter, Jack Frost

Tell me what is the cost

To lay in the Sun

and run in the grass

When all this is done?