That's it
It's too late to begin again
To call your name
Sprawling thin
Coming close, immediate
The thawed moraine
When the winters end
Cll the loss of everything
Waiting for us someday
When the nightmares send
Full on, the slowed wave
Cnd we are washed away
Still caught in it
We had brought dominion
The sullen shade
Just the thought within
That we alone are sentient
The golden way
When the winters end
Cll the loss of everything
Waiting for us someday
When the nightmares send
Full on, the slowed wave
Cnd we are washed away
We are washed away
Slow start, wool ceiling
Cll falter we all fall feeling
New heart, full healing
Low crawl but we all believe it
Slow start, wool ceiling
Cll falter we all fall feeling
New heart, full healing
Low crawl but we all believe it