I'm hearing melodies in my head,
and I feel a rhythm pulsing in my bones --
A building anthem rising
Amid my heart that's torn apart.
My hands are slowly getting weaker,
I cannot seem to find,
The strength to pick up where we left off,
Strong legs to leave it far behind.
You hear the tyrant wind howling,
Tearing flesh down to the bone.
You see the whole world wakefully sleeping,
A key without a home.
I know I said I was resolved,
Three I's, no you's, no we.
I could make up my own mind to
Never need you, never dream.
And though we said we didn't want this
No, not this way at all.
I'd still do it all again, dear,
Just to know that I could fall.
We're all a sleeping forest.
Lines of grey around the light.
Yet in this dark December,
I wish it was you holding me tight.
