As if a Part of Winter

From the blackest bile
To the birth of your child
I'll be here
Something bout the moon
Come again real soon
I'll see ya
Deep in a mile
Backseat for a while
I'll be here
The ink seeps through
It's in the seeds that you chew
I'll see ya

To change your perspective is vital now
But instead you shift away with the breeze
Like songs they bring to life, lift you up
Make you drift away, and put you at ease
You see nothing but black and grab webs
Before you stop it for you cannot breathe
From summers long ago, when you heard the stars
You look up at the ceiling and find the tops of trees

From the blackest bile
To the birth of your child
Smothered in your own love. You are not special. No but you can be if you please
I'll be here
Something bout the moon
Come again real soon
Circled round the campfire we weep, for there is everything and nothing to come
I'll see ya
Deep in a mile
Backseat for a while
We feel the pits in our stomachs for we will never escape the forest
I'll be here
The ink seeps through
Its in the seeds that you chew
There's no such thing as foul play if no one understands the game
I'll see ya

I can't help but stare
I feel so lost
I can't help but stare
Good things come with a cost
There's no way to be fair
Warm my permafrost
Things up in the air
I can't help but stair
Yeah, uh huh

All you can do is stand
Frozen upon the earth's surface
As you too are swallowed into the ground
As you too are covered in snow
As you too are naked
As you too are forgotten