Winter Song Screaming Trees

Jesus knocking on my door
Late last night and early this morning
Window glass, rusted and weary
I went straight through, didn't hear no warning

[Pre-Chorus]
Just a roll of the dice and a precious vice
Bring you 'round, it's easier
When I'm wasting my time and I'm losing my mind
Oh, my mind

[Chorus]
Try to wait for the sky to fall
It's kind of hard not to see it all
Whisper a song of winter in your heart

[Verse 2]
Dead end street, just out my back door
I heard what's seen, a young girl laughing
Now raindrops fall away like souls
I wondered if she ever heard mine dying

[Pre-Chorus]
Just a roll of the dice and a precious vice
Bring you 'round, it's easier
When I'm wasting my time and I'm losing my mind
Oh, my mind