The embers of the past
Slowly burn, we make them last
A subtle warmth as winters pass
Keeps us blinded, losing track
And even when I'm near the end
I fall back to the start again
The frost inside my aching bones
Long for heat I used to know
Will I ever see
A clearer road
On my way to letting go?
These embers always feel like home
But I need to feel the cold