There's rhythm in the radiator
Soft clicks against the grate
We speak
like distant paper
Folding thought away
A slow fire
hides in
winter breath It
burns but never
shows
its death
Between your words I start to see
The warmth that waits for me
The clock forgets to
count Your sleep catches a spark
You smile
in quiet doubt Our warmth defies the dark
A slow fire hides in winter breath It burns but never
shows
its death
Between your words I start to see
The warmth that waits for me
The frost on glass rewinds
To summers we design
But
even
ice will learn Where quiet hearts still burn
I rest where your voice won't stay The light begins to fade
The silence feels alive And winter can't survive
A slow fire hides in winter breath
It burns but never shows its death
Between your words I start to see The warmth that waits for me