Cold Cold Night

Cold Cold Night (from the album Catch the Squirrel)

I can’t sleep tonight, in my bed
Your voice like heroin rings in my head
I walk the floorboards and count my steps
And call your name under my breath

Cold… Cold Cold Night

I don’t own this skin, I just rest within
Earth don’t give nothing it don’t steal or give
Rob you of everything and steal your life
Why can’t it steal the sorrow from this night?

You quiet the ghosts, inside my head
Make me remember and then make me forget
It’s time, it’s time that does us wrong
But time is too long now that you’re gone.

Cold… Cold Cold Night

“Cold Cold Night” written by Dan Cantrell, Bellowhead Records (ASCAP) © 2002 Dan Cantrell
Arranged by Jeremy dePrisco for Catch the Squirrel.
 Used by permission.


By jjdeprisco

Sonic explorer, sound artist, guitarist in Fricknadorable, software designer.