Spins in the white dance

The farewell waltz plays slow and low
February spins a record made of old shadows
From the deep depths of a tired soul
My words bleed out, and the void swallows them whole


Winter scatters down beneath my feet
Laying its cold and silent white sheet

This night breathes in minor keys
Snowflakes hum through abandoned streets
Your shadow’s still on my coat sleeve
In this waltz of what we couldn’t keep

Feelings and promises left in the dark
The needle skips on a deep, jagged mark
Everything’s been scratched up long ago
But the static keeps playing what we used to know

Thoughts tighten the ring, choking my breath
No breaking free from this winter of death

This night breathes in minor keys
Snowflakes hum through abandoned streets
Your shadow’s still on my coat sleeve
In this waltz of what we couldn’t keep

The sky is weary, it drops its dark wing
Heavy silence is the only song it can sing
Why was our romance so bad, so unblessed
If the truth is a scar, and there's ice in my chest?

This night breathes in minor keys
Snowflakes hum through abandoned streets
A white dream spins me out in the deep
In this waltz of love we couldn't keep

All is forgotten... but the warmth stays deep...
Spins in the white dance... asleep...

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