No more wishes for the past,
No lingering of sages and seers.
Desperations and fevers last,
The undertows are stronger here.
And here I lie, another morning arrives,
Too far away from coming home.
I see a face in the snow.
Inside my head a voice calls for me.
I see your face in the snow
And outside the sun's too far away to feel.
And here I lie, another morning arrives,
Too far away from coming home.
And here I lie, another morning arrives,
Too far away from coming home.
And could we live within the wake of aging lies
When we're too far away?
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