It was the right thing to do

To not go chasing after you

I may have caught my breath

But in the long run, I would lose

Now summer comes

Just in time to save me from

The lifeless abyss of a winter with no sun

I'm calling me out for being so down

And all I need now is a delicate sound

To take the reels from my head

And put them in the ground

The pain dissipates and all is well

I manage to escape from my own hell

I like the frames that make me

Forget about myself

I hit a new low, but my friends saved me

Was it confusion, or a lack of еmpathy?

The black widow can kill without feeling anything

I feel so used, but that's okay, cause it feels nеw

I'm calling me out for being so down

And all I need now is to leave somehow

And find my own peace of mind in the delicate sound

If a broken bone can grow back stronger

Then it may be awhile until I find her

Staring back with eyes that match

The oncoming warmth of the summer