So I stormed out of the mist into a frail happiness,
The kind that feels like you're giving in.
I flirted with defeat in the face of coming heat
And started walking dead for days on-end.
How can I see what it all means to me
As I walk into the unknown?
All that I need are these small victories.
Oh the time that you can waste
When you forget how it tastes
To let yourself just stop and take it in
I have started looking up into the face of what I love,
So I can start to live for days on-end
How can I see what it all means to me
As I walk into the unknown?
All that I need are these small victories.