breathing sharp air as if it is mine   it aches going down to see you   smell something is wrong again   winter is so much closer   to your heart's deepest principle   I've heard it like slow music   but I can't follow   that beat anymore      hide one thing and it shows another   my world and you feelings   for it, turning darker      when it comes to you   words are bound to fall through   and I doubt there's a lodestar   shining bright enough   for the both of us   now we sit and wait   for someone to hush and say:   "listen, it's dying   do you even care anymore?"      hide one thing and it shows another   your world and my place in it,   turning darker      time heals, alright   but time also steals   your guiding light