Fear of Good

(Verse) A C#m Skin, caked with the sap of pine, A C#m can't catch against my roaring mind. A C#m The coat slips off my etched spine. A C#m It's a weight no longer carried (Chorus) A D and I'm freezing. A D So freezing. A D So freezing. A D So freezing. (Verse) A C#m A message to my brother sky, A C#m I long to hold your hand tonight A C#m but when up against this summit's height A C#m I'm tense, I'm small, I'm speechless (Chorus) A D and I'm freezing. A D So freezing. A D So freezing. A D So freezing.