Cold & Wet Lyrics - Bonnie Prince Billy

Water may stop warmth, this do not forget 

When things become too warm make them a little wet 

And douse them with a mouthful, put the baby down 

Clean the earth surrounding and cause the warm to drown 

And introduce to every soul a drink made of tears 

Hear them bicker, watch them die impaled on balsa spears 

And looking in the morning the streets are flooded out 

The men are wailing toothless, the ladies ghostly pout 

And they shout: 

Our shoes are wet, our skin is cold 

And we no longer fear the voices of the brave or bold 

Making what is to come clear 

Well, future is diminished by what today we did 

We wetted warmth and killed it and in the water hid 

We wetted warmth and killed it and in the water hid