Fir Coat

Firs that grow on their own They could keep me alive And when we were alone It would still feel fine (It would still feel fine) We're sprawled on the ground Bird's nest in my hair There's no one around Just us and heavy air (Just us and heavy air) Firs that grow on their own I made a coat for him And when he was alone It was part of his skin (It was part of his skin) But the cold set in Bite worse than its bark And now we're just Huddled in the dark (Huddled in the dark)