The steam above the water rises through the air All I wants to touch it, feel it on my skin Follow in it's motion, travel where it's been I'm a little man, in a little town It's a little cold, I'm a little down I get a little angry, a little bit each day A little while longer, we'll dig a little grave The stitches of my pocket fray upon the seam My truest secrets spilled over my heart beat A frail little drop of the poison tree I'm a little man, in a little town It's a little cold, and I'm a little down I get a little angry, a little bit each day A little while longer, we'll dig a little grave