Intro

The room is cold before the morning

Dust settles where the daylight fails

I count the cracks across the ceiling

Like graves without a name

Verse 1

I wake beneath a borrowed silence

With iron gathered in my chest

The calendar has lost its numbers

The bed refuses rest

Outside, the winter claws the windows

A pale world turns its face away

I carry every unsent sentence

Into another gray day

Pre-Chorus

I am not a flame beneath the snow

I am the hand that cannot let it go