The Cold Will Teach You
by Barb Marlowe · Rock › Pop Rock · Made with Mureka · 0 plays
Style
soft rock, pop rock, acoustic, nostalgic, wistful
Prompt
soft rock, mellow pop rock, hypnotic drum loop, Rhodes piano, clean guitar, breathy female vocals, lush harmonies
Lyrics
Mm, mm, mm... Your coat is still hanging on my chair, Smelling of smoke and rain. I lit the candle in the window One more time, just the same. You said forever was a heavy word, Too heavy for your hands. So I folded up my green shawl And I finally understood your plans. I won't beg the night to keep you, I won't ask the moon to stay. The cold will teach you, love, What I could not. The cold will teach you What the fire forgot. When the wind comes through your empty room, You'll know the name you lost. Oh, the cold will teach you, love, The cold will teach you. There's frost along the window now, The garden's gone to sleep. The hallway mirror holds my face, And all the things you couldn't keep. I wore silver on my wrist for you, Three rings I won't take back. I'll be a light down some long road You'll see when the sky goes black. I won't beg the night to keep you, I won't ask the moon to stay. The cold will teach you, love, What I could not. The cold will teach you What the fire forgot. When the wind comes through your empty room, You'll know the name you lost. Oh, the cold will teach you, love, The cold will teach you. I'm not angry, I'm just tired Of the weather in this house. Go on, go on and walk out Where the winter plays its part. Go on... The cold will teach you, love, What I could not. The cold will teach you What the fire forgot. When the wind comes through your empty room, You'll know the name you lost. Oh, the cold will teach you, love, The cold will teach you... The cold will teach you.