Lyrics:

Camping next to waterFish infested slaughterI feed the fishes into meIt's a misty within reasonI'm hoping I don't freeze hereI fuel the fire, I feed it's glowBut these's no use in feelingAll the things I'm feedingThere's no one here to feel with meThe second is easierThough it may be breezierAnd the snow is falling downBut as the fire smouldersI will never will grow olderBecause I drink from WaterfallsThe stars above shine on meI'll catch and save them in a jarMy feet a mass of blistersCollecting frost on whiskersAs I taste the moring DewI think my mind is clearer nowI want you to be nearer nowI'm ready t come back to youCause there's no use in feelingAll the things I'm feelingThere's no one here to feel with me.

Badly Drawn Boy Camping Next To Water