We were the spark lit by inspiration
Now extinguished before it touches the sky
We were the flame that kept us warm
Now died out at first winter’s blow
We're the tear that’s poured on every December night
As dreams are reduced to glass shards from every defeat
We could be the hotbed of revolt
But we ended up covered in nightmares:
Day after day, year after year
Everything evolves, nothing changes
Wounded by dreams, trapped in surviving
This December I'll no longer be that
Everyday we wear a body we don’t belong to
Maybe we’ll realize it when December comes
Mr K. was right
Every December tear, those December nights again
I want to be the cold winter sea
That storms the sky and dyes itself blue
I want to be the cold winter sea
That embraces the world and sets it free
On those December nights, the light of a thousand sparks
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