All of my old friends are drifting away What you leave to the wind finds a way to fade You may not know what to do But choosing not to choose Doesn't stop the change Sometimes I get so afraid Of losing my faith As if my grip would slip As if the truth's only true If I believe in it I'm curling into crescent I can't crystallize time When I start to feel the dimming light I think of my mother singing Silent Night As I fall asleep Hoping not to dream That I'm underneath the waves I'm curling into crescent I can't crystallize time