is it me or the devil
Ice froze her heart.
Wind blew it away.
I play my solitary part.
Can't leave my stay.
Flooding is higher than flood level.
Is it me or is it the devil?
I got the icy wind blues
Blowin' through my head.
Ain't no hat that's ever been made
Can put those blues t' bed.
Foot steps in a cement shaft path.
Echos of a tear drop laugh.
Not enough heat in a brimstone bath
T' melt the shackles of her wrath.
I got the icy wind blues
Blowin' through my head.
Ain't no hat that's ever been made
Can put those blues t' bed.
My mind's got things won’t go away
Like that Machiavellian brunette.
I’m trying to forget love’s decay.
But that ain’t happened yet.
Wind's pulling thoughts out of my head,
Thoughts I’d rather keep.
How many can you lose before you go dead?
How many before you just weep?
So many things I’d like to forget.
Others are precious jewels.
I need that wind cause I ain’t there yet.
But a wind can be so cruel.
Flooding is higher than flood level.
Is it me or is it the devil?
I got the icy wind blues
Blowin' through my head.
Ain't no hat that's ever been made
Can put those blues t' bed.