There was the thinnest wind dying away
It's so cold inside you go
It's where you mean to stay, night and day
It won't leave or wane
Everyday was born the same
Your starving for sure
Your searching for words
The last thing you heard:
You're turning a page
They're telling you now
You're dying of young age
It was a year so wild not a month was tame
It's where your friends all foul your name
While you would drag your feet
You're inclined to do the same
Can you believe what they done?
Gave you half of what's left, which was none
Your starving for sure
Your searching for words
The last thing you heard:
You're turning a page
They're telling you now
You're dying of young age
Time don't change
With a heart arcane
Everyday was born the same
Despite what I do
Every ending begins
The start of something new