The harshest of Decembers
Begins its cruel tirade
But worse than the cold is this winter in my soul
So I walk, aimless and afraid
Walking to find solace in freedom
To find rhythm in breathing out and in
I'm walking to find reason in being
To find peace in the simplest of things
When words are unforgiving
But silence seems unkind
There's no refuge in love, 'cause love is not enough
So I walk, sober and resigned
Walking to find solace in freedom
To find rhythm in breathing out and in
I'm walking to find reason in being
To find peace in the simplest of things
And just out of spite, Christmas will arrive
So I walk swiftly away
Walking to find solace in freedom
To find rhythm in breathing out and in
I'm walking to find reason in being
To find peace in the simplest of things
