Running from an ice age But I can't find the time Kings of far less harmful lives I'm broken even though I work Hideout for a minor crime No one's ever listening But they haven't dragged me cross the stage Missing what they used to love about me Never seemed to walk the sheltered cage Yorkleigh's in it's heyday Kids walk past their prime Mothers keep their homes in line Fires haven't healed the burns Temperaments in gardens thrive Home by the scarlett palace A royal passage morning bloom Wasn't far for a troubled man Buried by the haunted plan People aren't listening One day they might drag me cross the stage Finding what they used to love about me Walking through the scenic sheltered cage