Breaking the ice And so cold in the wake of Captive of rain and Sun, wild is the rose Feel bad for the break up Long on the side of the road Feeling the rise A slow rolling low Wanting to ride and Slow burn, lo But if you want to ride It's alright I'm plenty grateful Feeling of pride and Faith, all you will know Born south in the grapevine Warned of the fire in their eye Flee with the sun and Roll all alone Wanted and riding and Say so long Moon on the rise a Grey fog, moves Upon it all Feeling the slide of the Dream, light in your eyes Feel bad for the break up Long on the side of the road Feeling the rise A slow rolling low Wanting to ride and a Slow burn, lo