Come December
I want to understand the earth and all the madness
Chaos that I can't reverse, words we never said
Even the lines are smeared like soiled chalk, broken mirrors
And the smoke I use to disappear into
I fear, oh, oh, my grip on this is giving way
I fear that I'm the only one left here to blame
Come December will I even remember at all
Under the trampled snow, the way I thought that it was
Come December and I cannot forget about
You holding on
You make a sleeping giant stumble from a cave
All the magic that you found, lost along the way
And even the sullen wind will hide itself from loneliness
I pushed you to your limit only to cure the broken-ness
And I fear, oh, oh, my grip on this is slipping fast
I fear the heartache will never pass
Come December will I even remember at all
Under the trampled snow, the way I thought that it was
Come December and I cannot forget about
You holding on
Come December will I even remember at all
Under the trampled snow, the way I thought that it was
Come December and I cannot forget about
You holding on, yeah
Come December, oh will I even remember at all
Under the trampled snow, the way I thought that it was
Come December and I cannot forget about
You holding on
Autor(es): Rie Sinclair