I'm the onenHolding the trees togethernnIt's my mindnKeeping the city foggynnI'm the onenFloating cold in the bottom of the streamnnI'm the onenKeeping the bird hearts runningnnIt's my stepsnThat are keeping you walkingnnIt's my fallsnWhen the cars collidennI'm the onenUnder the tiresnnIt's my shiveringnThat is quivering in the bones, raklerne(=?)nnIt's my sighsnDripping in the parknnIt's menWhen the wind kisses under your coat