Seasons collide
From between the black and white
As the winter reigns you in
And holds you tight
Echoes pull me through a landscape untouched
Where some will never go
Chasing avalanches through fields of snow
Like animals so free to roam
So free to roam
Held under water, watching reflections rise
Between needle and twine from unraveling nights
That held up the sky
The thread flows on and on and the snowflakes start to fall
But if we chase it on we'll lose ourselves
To the winter's beck and call
Through trees where light divides
We walk towards a door that leads to compromise, never asking why
They said don't follow the winter thread
But we're already too foreign
It says it knows our plight but it's words strike cold
Hailing down upon the roofs, with every home it grows
We'll retreat into the flaws where our hearts were born
Opened and exposed
Because we base our dreams in reality
Like faux, fading fools
Floral in bloom, yet our petals have no room to stretch out
Losing them all to gloom
Our clothes are ragged and our health is poor
Every home has shut their doors
And the windows cover any hope of hearth or warmth
Our aching soles can't go on for long
Our feet are blistered and worn
How long does the road go on
If no one helps us, we'll soon be gone
Through trees where light divides
We walk towards a door that leads to compromise, never asking why
They said don't follow the winter thread
But we're already too foreign
Let's return to the days where winds blew through our diamond bones
Because if we move we may shatter and break
Like poor, porcelain dolls
Clacking our heels at the door
Waiting for you to let us in
With alabaster faces that fawn over themselves
From end to end
The strings that tie and bind are dancing over our heads
A tango of puppets that pretend to cut the strings
Keeping their bodies in their beds
Through trees where light divides
We walk towards a door that leads to compromise, never asking why
They said don't follow the winter thread
But we're already too foreign
Let's return to the days where winds blew through our diamond bones
Because if we move we may shatter and break
Like poor, porcelain dolls
As the winter reigns you in