The truth you heard
The island of her youth
Down on the ice
The usual stars pass by
Along the shore
You look so cold
In the white winter sun
I couldn't write another line
We fix our gaze
The single strand of light
Caught in the air
We're captured in the glow
We stay out late
To catch the world we knew
We move further away
Our sight failing in the low gray
Sometimes it comes, it comes in waves
Sometimes it comes, it comes in pieces
Soon they say, soon they say
Soon they say, soon they say
