Dead Nerves Waking (wersja 2)

Intro

Hands off the wheel for a second

Cold air through the vent

Yeah, feel that

Verse

Fingertips against the porcelain, waiting for the burn

Used to let the kettle whistle just to see if it would turn

Shoulders stiff as cedar wood, leaning on the porch

Checking pulse inside the wrist like a flicker on a torch

Now the copper on the tongue isn't tasting like an ache

Got the radiator ticking till the window starts to shake

Step outside at six a.m., gravel biting through the shoe

Sharpest breath of winter air turning silver into blue

Spent two seasons underground like a bulb inside the dirt

Flinching at the weather just to dodge a little hurt

Now the static off the blanket got a spark against the skin

Little electric current where the circulation's in

Ten toes on linoleum, the floor is giving heat

Heavy rhythm in the ribs, timing out the double beat

No more drifting in the fog, no more running from the sound

Every sleeping wire humming as it hits the ground

Chorus

Pins and needles in the palm, let the current run (run)

Ice is cracking in the chest, reaching for the sun (sun)

Feel the blood knock heavy where the freeze was breaking

Got the cold skin burning, that’s the dead nerves waking (waking)

Yeah, that’s the dead nerves waking (waking)

Verse

Tore the skin off an orange, caught the oil in the air

Used to breathe through heavy wool like I wasn't really there

Subwoofer in the trunk shaking loose the rear glass

Counting every second of the season as it passed

Every joint popping loose when the tempo takes the wheel

Can't pretend I’m out of focus when I know the way I feel

Bite the salt on my lip, that was ocean, that was grit

Spent a winter playing ghost, yeah, but now I’m over it

Steam rising off the mug, burn the roof of my mouth

Heading past the river where the geese are flying south

No more watching through a screen while the traffic rolls along

Got the bassline vibrating in the cavity of song

Every tendon in the hand gripping tighter on the wheel

Left the rust out in the alley with the scrap and folded steel

Kick the clutch, drop the foot, got the gears engaged again

Every prickle in the skin saying this is where you win

Chorus

Pins and needles in the palm, let the current run (run)

Ice is cracking in the chest, reaching for the sun (sun)

Feel the blood knock heavy where the freeze was breaking

Got the cold skin burning, that’s the dead nerves waking (waking)

Yeah, that’s the dead nerves waking (waking)

Bridge

It doesn't tickle when the feeling comes back round

It stings like a live wire pulled out of the ground

You gotta let the shock hit, let the marrow ache

Survival was the sleep, but living is awake

Living is awake (awake)

Outro

Pins and needles in the palm, let the current run

Ice is cracking in the chest, reaching for the sun

Cold skin burning

Yeah, the dead nerves waking (waking)

Dead nerves waking (waking)