Walk out to Winter

Aztec Camera

Words and music by Roddy Frame

We met in the summer and walked 'til the fall
And breathless we talked,
it was tongues.
Despite what they'll say,
it wasn't youth,
we hit the truthFaces of Strummer
that fell from your wall
And was left were they hung
So sweet and bitter,
they're what we found
So drink them down andChorusWalk out to winter,
swear I'll be there.
Chill will wake you,
high and dryYou'll wonder why.
Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there.
Chance is buried just below the blinding snow.
You burn in the breadline and ribbons and all
So walk to winterYou won't be late,
you always waitThis generation,
the walk to wall
But I'm not angry, get your gearGet out of here and