Winter Sun

Her nervousness; my nervousness
Yet there's something so definitive
About the way she carries herself
Like her body had a secret even she didn't know
I never earned it, I'll never earn it
I never learned it, I'll never learn it

It's so cold when it shines
We all long for the old stuck in our minds

We've all fabricated pieces
We then truly did believe
To be part of the whole puzzle
We found haunting everything
Perhaps part of the solution
To the problems of our past
All the while we were refusing
The forward motion of our paths

We beat on

Regardless of our preference
Endlessly, endlessly
We beat on



Credits
Writer(s): Sven Alan Pettersen, Karel Jan Chabera, Edward John Grossman Knowles, Callum Bingham Martin, Jacob Phillip S Moore
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