Halfway Spoken Heart That Feels Comfort In Everything Until It Disappears A

Hoping that the warmth of snow Will bring some comfort with its gray False light will glow from the lamp I will shade to hide the glare from your pale face Until it disappears and then its gone Sit so quiet, breathe so softly Waiting for the walls to creak So you can finally let out a sigh A breath that will illuminate the cell And all of its shapes inside The cold air In the cold air