the day breaks up united families
shattering dreams. scattering thoughts of shame.
the frost bites. a bitter taste we leave.
a gasp of air is true despair to spare
distant heights close to lows emptiness always shows ourself
who's missing? who's alone? in the dark they hide (so obvious)
the evenings offer a silent escape
while love and hate melt to condescension
i'll reach out my hand and i will catch you when you float
i'll reach out my hand and i will catch you when you freeze
i'll reach out my hand and i will catch you when you fall
i'll reach out my hand and i will catch you when you're free
