carved in a railing on a bridge in the park do you ever get the feeling that you re missing the mark it s so cold so cold written in marker on the factory sign i struggle with the feeling that my life is not mine and on the way to the airport a withering rain and the sense that the sky is eroding away and still i won t let go still i won t let go can i use my heart like a weapon the pallor of lights on the m25 sucks heat from my blood and the life from alive it s so cold so cold billowing waves in the wind in the dark a crack in the hull and a shower of sparks and then i lose control and it sighs in the heater and it sings in the drain a repeater goes dark and the signal degrades still i can t let go still i won t let go and i see my heart like a surgeon can i use my life like a weapon 1