Lyric

Snow drifts quietly around my shoes

The world feels wide, too big to hold

I chase a thought across the winter field

A fragile echo I can’t let go

People rush like shadows through the neon

Their voices blur into distant gray

I’m standing here between the years

Trying not to lose myself away

If the world should pull you down

I’ll be the hands that lift you high

In this wide and trembling winter field

I’ll keep your heartbeat safe tonight

I walk the line between child and grown

Trying to understand the shifting sky

The dreams I lost, the ones I kept —

They bloom and vanish before my eyes

Maybe we’re all just trying

To keep the falling pieces still

To catch the quiet in our palms

Before it slips beyond the hill

If the world should pull you down

I’ll be the hands that lift you high

Even when the road dissolves

I’ll walk beside you through the night

The wind whispers softly —

“Don’t be afraid of what you’ll find.”

And somewhere past the fading snow

A new tomorrow waits in kind