It would be easier if she realized
If she looked within herself
It's not hard to see that the flowers have withered
The leaves have fallen, and what remains
Is an endless cold breeze of winter
She can't see (she doesn't want to see)
And that only adds to her pain (her fear)
Of an ending that's already determined
Tuesday morn, another sleepless eve concludes (yeah)
Solitary in the quiet, only I and the murmuring zephyr
That asserts its passage through the casement
Reminding ever of your absence (absent evermore)
We're miscommunicating, crashing over the ground (crashing down)
Aggressively overspeaking, fatal flaws, it's a vice
I've been tiptoeing, walking slowly over a frozen pond (cracking out)
Feels like I'm just waiting for the cracks on the ice
Always changing like the weather, you're a trickster
There's no blossom season this time, inner winter
There's no blossom season this time, inner winter
Always changing like the weather, you're a trickster
There's no blossom season this time, inner winter
We're miscommunicating, crashing over the ground (crashing down)
Aggressively overspeaking, fatal flaws, it's a vice
I've been tiptoeing, walking slowly over a frozen pond (cracking out)
Feels like I'm just waiting for the cracks on the ice
Always changing like the weather, you're a trickster
There's no blossom season this time, inner winter
Always changing like the weather, you're a trickster
(Always changing like the weather, you're a trickster)
There's no blossom season this time, inner winter
(There's no blossom season this time, inner winter)
Nevermore
