[Verse]
A breeze flows through a field of gra**
Vision blurs as the cold casts its shadow
A gentle frost looms overhead
The sight whispers a sea of change
Self definition interrupts the frigid weather
A new shadow is cast
Not by the leftover autumn leaves, but by human nature
Insight leaves a burn
The soul is blinded by itself
The eyes miss the breeze flowing through the field of gra**
As the mind screams who am I, it slowly drifts away
Look ahead, the sight is whispering a sea of change
What we go through
There's pain with indifference, yet it breeds anew
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