Lyric

Winter night touches my skin

Soft and slow like a quiet breath

In the cold air the moon is smiling

Far away yet close enough

To melt the dark inside me

Memories from this year gather softly

In the cold wind

Tears I thought were gone rise again

And drift into the night

The year’s last cold moon

Rises to light our way

A quiet flame in my chest rises now

And I can walk again

On frosted glass a fading shadow

Comes and goes like misty breath

Not enough to cry

Not enough to smile

Just a trembling night waiting to settle

Words unsaid, soft regrets

Shift their shape in winter’s scent

The prayer I kept in my ribs

Floats upward like white breath

Into the sky

Days now gone and frozen nights

Slowly melt in silver light

The hardened shell peels away

Where moon drops fall

New skin starts to breathe

The year’s last cold moon

Rises to light our way

A quiet flame flickers soft

And I can walk once more

At the end of this long night

A tiny future takes its first breath

In this still night

The December flame rises again

Some as arrows aimed at distant light

Some as quiet roots

That hold the frozen earth