Walk out to Winter - Aztec Camera

We met in the summer and walked til the fall

And breathless we talked, it was tongues.

Despite what theyll say, it wasnt youth, we hit the truth

Faces of strummer that fell from your wall

And was left were they hung

So sweet and bitter, theyre what we found

So drink them down and

Walk out to winter, swear Ill be there.

Chill will wake you, high and dry

Youll wonder why.

Walk out to winter, swear Ill be there.

Chance is buried just below the blinding snow.

You burn in the breadline and ribbons and all

So walk to winter

You wont be late, you always wait

This generation, the walk to wall

But Im not angry, get your gear

Get out of here and