The truth you heard

The island of her youth

Down on the ice

The usual stars pass by

Along the shore

You look so cold

In the white winter sun

I couldn't write another line

We fix our gaze

The single strand of light

Caught in the air

We're captured in the glow

We stay out late

To catch the world we knew

We move further away

Our sight failing in the low gray

Sometimes it comes, it comes in waves

Sometimes it comes, it comes in pieces

Soon they say, soon they say

Soon they say, soon they say