Camping next to water 
Fish infested slaughter 
I feed the fishes into me 
It's a misty within reason 
I'm hoping I don't freeze here 
I fuel the fire, I feed it's glow 
But these's no use in feeling 
All the things I'm feeding 
There's no one here to feel with me 
 
The second is easier 
Though it may be breezier 
And the snow is falling down 
But as the fire smoulders 
I will never will grow older 
Because I drink from Waterfalls 
The stars above shine on me 
I'll catch and save them in a jar 
 
My feet a mass of blisters 
Collecting frost on whiskers 
As I taste the moring Dew 
I think my mind is clearer now 
I want you to be nearer now 
I'm ready t come back to you 
Cause there's no use in feeling 
All the things I'm feeling 
There's no one here to feel with me.