The air's cold, pressing heavy on my chest,
Windows glow, but I can't feel the rest.
Half-strung lights sputter, half-alive,
A flicker, a promise, that barely survives.
Crowds and chatter, holiday rush,
Laughter sounds like static too much.
I'm a ghost at the window, fingers trace
Dreams in frost, a forgotten place.
Didn't think the night would speak so loud,
Every star lost behind a cloud.
I'm a melody that's out of tune,
The season sings, I hum a rune.
December lights, they're mocking me,
Twinkling in a world where I can't be.
Everyone's waltzing in borrowed cheer,
While I'm here, fighting to appear.
December lights, they dance so bright,
I'm holding on, knuckles white.
They don't know I'm trying not to fall,
In the quiet, I hear it all.
I tried baking, like Mom used to do,
Sugar and flour, hope bleeding through.
But the warmth didn't reach, didn't stay,
Just crumbs on a plate, memories fray.
Sam called, "You good, my friend?"
I laughed a hollow sound, tried to pretend.
"Yeah, just busy," the lie felt stale,
Truth caught in the throat, a paper-thin veil.
Didn't think silence would break so hard,
In the dark, every breath feels scarred.
I'm a spark that forgot its flame,
Haunted by the days that call my name.
December lights, they're mocking me,
Twinkling in a world where I can't be.
Everyone's waltzing in borrowed cheer,
While I'm here, fighting to appear.
December lights, they dance so bright,
I'm holding on, knuckles white.
They don't know I'm trying not to fall,
In the quiet, I hear it all.
And the house next door, the music's wrong,
Off-key notes in a fading song.
Echoes of laughter spill into the street,
And I'm wishing for warmth I can't repeat.
This tree's bare, and so am I,
Tangled branches against the sky.
Maybe tomorrow, maybe light,
Maybe this will end tonight.
But December lights (December lights)
They see me here (they see me here)
A silent witness (a fading year)
And I'm hoping, praying (the switch will turn)
That in the cold (the fire will learn)
To burn, to breathe (to find its way)
December lights (don't fade away)
December lights, they've seen it all,
The way I crumble, the way I call.
They don't know I'm trying not to fall,
In the quiet, I hear it all.
I'm the light that flickered out.
I'm the light that flickered out.
I'm the light that flickered out.