The arctic surrounded my cold wooden room   I don't think I've ever felt so warm   These waters brought back to me   What I reluctantly believed   And I watched as the four corners gave way   To the ice and the life and the death       And the warmth   And they were all joined together      In that one instant I could   feel you crushing me   but I didn't want to remember what it felt like       to be alive   and still feel so col      in crayon and ink   what I understood the least   were these words not spoken   out of fear of the law   or self sacrifice      and I never thought that confirmation   would come in to play   and these words were never going to be on   the tip of your tongue      and I was locked in a place   that I'd never seen before   without windows but   with curtains hanging on the walls   and I was forced to believe   all I had   I had to self-deprivate   and I was proved wrong   when you came back      in a room filled with nothing   this table looked away from me   a kick to your foot and a twist of your head   and I saw that you were afraid   but if you think that I was just being cold   you don't know how scared I was      in crayon and ink   what I understood the least   were these words not spoken   out of fear of the law   or self sacrifice      and I never thought that confirmation   would come in to play   and these words were never going to be on   the tip of your...