Wake me when it’s colder
When we can come out from our beds
And let go our fears from our tired, blistered hands.
We can close all the windows and open the doors
Cast all our shadows from off of the shore

These halls stretch for years
All the houselights are out
And you’re thinking so much of what you can’t see ahead
That by the time you get to where you were going
You forget what you wanted
[What did you come here for?]

Your thoughts are like mirrors
Reflecting, your haunted by unflattering features and all your shortcomings
But I’ll always say:
“I’ve never seen such a beautiful thing”

Wake me when it’s colder
So I can finally breathe
I haven't lived before without having seen
The snow falling down from your cheek

Let me out of here
Let me out of here
Oh god let me out
Without summer, winter wouldn't be so bright
Without winter I wouldn't be alive




- I'm allergic to heat, thusly my profound reliance on winter