A sad song in December - tz11ltee.mp3

[00:43.440]December veins run cold beneath the streetlight glow
[00:46.140]Frostbite traces on the windowpane, a final show
[00:48.930]Your warmth was just a borrowed coat, a temporary hold
[00:51.930]Now the sidewalk cracks tell stories that our silence never told
[00:55.050]Coffee turns to static in adiner's fading light
[00:57.750]Anotherseason's ghost is shuffling softly out of sight
[01:00.480]The radio hums a forgotten tune
[01:03.330]A syncopated rhythm, ending too soon
[01:06.120]Thiscity's a stage with its scenery changed
[01:08.820]And my lines are all gone, rearranged
[01:11.640]Streetlights blur into constellations misaligned
[01:15.420]A silent testament to what we left behind
[01:22.290]No dramatic thunder, just a gradual freeze
[01:24.990]The symphony of us reduced to a single, rusted key
[01:29.880]Fading like a headline inyesterday's town
[01:32.760]Melting like snow on forgotten ground
[01:35.520]Drifting like a promise the wind took away
[01:38.280]Leaving with the silence of the shortest day
[01:41.100]Gone like the echo after the midnight bell
[01:45.240]Frozen in a moment where nothing fell
[02:02.310]Check the thermostat, mercury diving low
[02:04.920]Scrapbook pages turning slow- mo
[02:07.470]Footprints on the heart, a pattern I outgrew
[02:10.020]See, the forecast called for clarity, a panoramic view
[02:12.870]No more building igloos from apologies that melt by noon
[02:16.200]Thisain't a tragedy,it's a liberated tune
[02:19.260]Metronome steady, cut the tangled strings
[02:22.260]Winter teaches endings, and the quiet peace it brings
[02:24.990]Streetlights blur into constellations misaligned
[02:28.110]A final inventory of what we left behind
[02:34.830]No surrender whispered, just a truth I finally see
[02:38.190]Turning from a ghostthat's been haunting me
[02:42.450]Fading like a headline inyesterday's town
[02:45.300]Melting like snow on forgotten ground
[02:48.090]Drifting like a promise the wind took away
[02:50.880]Leaving with the silence of the shortest day
[02:53.670]Gone like the echo after the midnight bell
[02:57.840]Frozen in a moment where nothing fell
[03:03.870]Saxophone sighs a blue- note farewell
[03:06.720]Under a moon that has nothing left to tell
[03:08.970]Empty bench observes thedawn's first stain
[03:11.700]A clean, cold page after the rain
[03:16.020]Fading like a headline inyesterday's town
[03:18.810]Melting like snow on forgotten ground
[03:21.570]Drifting like a promise the wind took away
[03:24.360]Leaving with the silence of the shortest day
[03:27.180]Gone like the echo after the midnight bell
[03:31.290]Frozen in a moment where nothing… nothing fell
[03:38.880]The sun breaks thin and brittle on the track
[03:44.970]No looking back
[03:48.390]Just a single set of footprints in the white
[03:53.670]Heading toward the light
[03:55.440]... The light.