Winter creeps in like a frozen tide
Caught in silence where echoes die
I am the frost in the hollow ground
The stillness where the lost are found
Where the lost are found
Where the lost are found
Trees deadening
Leaving behind nothing but limbs
Incoming winds are accelerating
The ebb is complete allowing the flow to begin
Let's begin
Tide growing thin
Flood the outside until it hurts from within
Within
Downpour consuming terra firma
Bare witness to whom it consumes
As they've been swept away
Daylight is lessening
Cold infiltrates it strangles heat
Soaking the warmth the leaves weakening
Losing grip of the stem
The fog creeping in
Frost on the ground
Seasons change and so do we
Like trees stripped bare but standing free
I'll face the winter embrace the chill
I'll find my strength in the silent still
Trees deadening
Leaving behind nothing but limbs
Incoming winds are accelerating
The ebb is complete allowing the flow to begin
Let's begin
Tide growing thin
Flood the outside until it hurts from within
Within