Gray November,
I've been down since July.
Motion capture
Put me in a bad light.
I replay my footsteps on each stepping stone
Trying to find the one where I went wrong,
Writing letters
Addressed to the fire.
And I was catching my breath
Staring out an open window,
Catching my death.
And I couldn't be sure,
I had a feeling so peculiar
That this pain would be for
Evermore.
Hey, December,
Guess I'm feeling unmoored.
Can't remember
What I used to fight for.
I rewind thе tape but all it does is pause
On thе very moment all was lost,
Sending signals
To be double-crossed.
And I was catching my breath
Barefoot in the wildest winter,
Catching my death.
And I couldn't be sure,
I had a feeling so peculiar
That this pain would be for
Evermore.
Evermore.
Can't not think of all the cost
And the things that will be lost,
Oh, can we just get a pause
To be certain, we'll be tall again?
Whether weather be the frost
Or the violence of the dog days,
I'm on waves, out being tossed,
Is there a line that I could just go cross?
And when I was shipwrecked (Can't think of all the cost)
I thought of you. (And the things that will be lost now)
In the cracks of light (Can we just get a pause?)
I dreamed of you. (To be certain we'll be tall again, if you think of all the costs)
It was real enough (Whether weather be the frost)
To get me through. (Or the violence of the dog days)
(I'm on waves, out being tossed)
I swear (Is there a line that we could just go cross?)
You were there.
And I was catching my breath
Floors of a cabin creaking under my step.
And I couldn't be sure,
I had a feeling so peculiar
This pain wouldn't be for
Evermore,
Evermore,
Evermore.
This pain wouldn't be for evermore
Evermore.
