Them Dogs Will Be Alright

I'm so cold
My coat is my umbilical
That's figurative not literal
So I wrap
Myself
Up tight I will not go outside
The winter air still makes me cry
But I don't
Want to miss out on something beautiful

The snow falls
And nothing we do matters at all
Still blind to what you want from me
Expecting reciprocity
But you won't
Ever
Give up on your plan B

I wanna go for a ride
Tonight
I wanna try to fly,
I might
Again

I might try again.