Still Bitter Still Cold

Staring out a motel window
Watching as the moon glows
Can you feel the cold?
And I can barely sleep anymore
Counting roaches on the floor
Is this really my home?

Caught my reflection in a window
Where did my youth go?
My skin weathered by the cold
And the burden of stories that won't get told

Can you hear the thunder roll?
Does it sound of a heart of gold?
(And now you can you hear me)
(And now you can you hear me)
Can you hear the thunder roll?
(And now you can you hear me)
(And now you can you hear me)
Does it sound of a heart of gold?

Driving on i-5 south
Just thinking about
How it could've turned out
And I ain't never been this low
Now all I got left
Are the songs that I wrote

Caught my reflection in the window
Where did my youth go?
My skin weathered by the smoke
'Cause the only peace I know
Is the end of a Newport

Can you hear the thunder roll?
Does it sound of a heart of gold?
(And now you can you hear me)
(And now you can you hear me)
Can you hear the thunder roll?
(And now you can you hear me)
(And now you can you hear me)
Does it sound of a heart of gold?

Does it sound of a heart of gold?

Does it sound of a heart of gold?

I'm still bitter
I'm still cold
Still using mud to fill the cracks in my soul
Without know there's no hope
Can you hear the thunder roll?
The thunder roll?

Drop it