(0300) cold weather blues

destiny pulls my soul back to the shore, and the sunrise is over the bend.
the patterns of time that erase all these rhymes are getting too complex to make sense.
the cold weather tastes of a distant place. i found a face that's too bright to not look away.
the faster we move, the faster we lose breath, and the cement has already dried. you can't help but wonder why.

we listened for a sound from under the ground, but no one had anything to say.
waiting for the truth to soak into the roots of a tree that's been dead since the dawn of time.
sedated and raped of your apathetic and unassuming state. i've watched this happen again and again.
all the pieces were picked so they would never fit. it's too late. it's a phone that doesn't ring, and we walk away.

i'm passed out in the daylight. my lights are off, the curtain's pulled, and i don't know where i'm headed.
i'm catching up on the sunday dream of hopelessness and insecurity
so give these thoughts back to the sky.

connection dies. it's no surprise. there's a war outside and millions of babies crying.
save us from these elevators because we can't seem to escape.
i've already floated through your confusion...
and i came out with open eyes.

are you fading?
are you staying?
are you still alive?