Out in the Cold

Waiting on the line, beneath the cold gray sky

His line in the water, where dreams and doubts collide

Been holding on all day, feeling that tug deep inside

Patience is a virtue, but her strength is wearing thin

Here in the silence, where the river runs slow

This fish may be hiding, but it’s the only place I know

The cold bites my soul, but I won’t let go

My heart’s set on the prize, in this quiet row

Waiting for the scream, for the rip of the line

This endless chase, it feels so divine

Oh, let that drag sing out loud

Let those lips be ripped, stand proud

Nothing's better than this cold bare truth

Out here in the wild, chasing my youth

Long way to go, with hope in my soul

Out here in the cold, trying to reach my goal

Every cast a prayer, every moment a test

In the chill of dawn, I find my rest

Rope and water, and dreams that flow

Caught between the stakes, where only brave souls go

Oh, let that drag sing out loud

Let those lips be ripped, stand proud

Nothing's better than this cold bare truth

Out here in the wild, chasing my youth

Long way to go, with hope in my soul

Out here in the cold, trying to reach my goal

The fish may hide, but I keep on

In this cold, I belong

Long way to go, but I believe

Out in the wild, seeking what I need