Cold air blowing through emerald leaves

A sky of slate as far as Eye could see

Heat inside the barrier, protecting me

Me and My flame, that wants to be free

Forbidden whispers around me, the gale is a song

Distant bells sound, time to move on

Through the icy weather, a tide moving along

My flame burns brighter, like nothing is wrong

Dull, the flame of my soul

Ice is trying to make it whole

I'm not broken, just cold

But somehow, the Ice restored what Light stole

Moving again. Every day. Building to building I go

To the heat, through the cold, through the breeze and the flow

The dull routine bothers me so

I'm hoping for a change, just so you know

A change to replace the one that's old