The Thermodynamics of a Mistake

The shadows stretch across the empty room

I reach for you, but only find the cold

The memories are blooming in the gloom

A story that we left entirely untold

I thought I was the strong one in the fight

I turned my back and walked into the gray

I let you slip through my trembling hands

Like golden sand spilling to the floor

I would cross the oceans and the burning lands

Just to see you walking through that door

Your photograph is fading on the wall

A frozen smile that tears me at the seams

I listen, but I never hear you call

You only ever visit in my dreams

I let you slip through my trembling hands

Like golden sand spilling to the floor

I would cross the oceans and the burning lands

Just to see you walking through that door

I am so sorry

The winter never ends