Cold Space from Temporal Temperament by The heartless Artichokes

I am stuck between a rock and a bigger rock
Yeah a rock and a boulder
Wait no that's a glacier
The weathers getting colder

The glacier is slowly and surely headed my direction
I can see myself in visions of the very near future
Crushed against the cold Fractured Granite
This life is a universe, one in a bunch
In with a bang and out with a crunch

But wait!
Now I hear your voice
Calling out my name
Something in my chest burning like a hot white flame

I open my eyes and I see you there
There's something different about your hair
Something else has melted the glacier and the stone
And Like an astronaut coming home
The big bright smile shining on your face
Slams home the realization that I'm no longer lost in space

• Acoustic
• anti-folk
• folk punk
• lofi
• singer-songwriter
• Ypsilanti