Ice On the Trail - Frog Eyes

Oh Action
And Solace
Will never be the same
You
My wife
Are all that I know
You are all that I care to know
And there is Ice on the Trail
And there's a muddy creek in the captain's bed
As for supper
I am okay for the winter
I read the poster
I was told I had a right to your bed
When the train rocks by the battleships
I recall that you are conservative you are the pain that
I'll feel when the sun finds its bed：
Repeat
I know information is processed and circumspect
Like a busted seismograph singing warning songs for the pavement
And for your blessed movements
And the constant pressure pushing
I will call you by name in love's song