Even cold wars have their warmer days When everything stops and we sleep on it It's when Cold enemies look like warmer friends If they don't, let's pretend Hey, we've got some rules to bend We all reach a point when we find a way To sink into a place We think the same But then Find a loose end and a reason to blame What can't contain And the war carries on Look out, look out, man When the cold's rolling in You look out and see wreckage Let the warm day begin No, no In automatic battle it feels cinematic So dramatic That eventually you're numb, too All the others that see another point of view Not like you You're not like them Hey we've all got some rules to bend Look out, look out man When the cold's rolling in look out and see the wreckage Let the warm day begin No, no No, no, no It's all coming down to the line in the sand Where the people gather 'round and decide where to stand If the winds came in and blew away the lines Just a bunch of people standing with nothing to divide It sounds so easy but really there is no chance for Breaking up the lines that decide what we stand for So for now let's find a little common ground And make a warm day in a cold war Look out, look out man, When the cold's rolling in Look out and see the wreckage Let the warm day begin Look out, look out man, When the cold's Look out, look out man, When the cold's No, no, no No, no, no