Year-Long Winter

Been a year-long winter, year-long winter
A Dozen Decembers, we wander the pavement, blow on the embers
Heavy frost in my heart, tips of my fingers
Kicking the leaves, there's nothing to feel but the drips from the eaves

Is this the sun?
Are my eyes open?
Has the day begun?
Will the light show me what is broken?

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Colors asleep, deep in the den
Gave way to gray, by chance or by choice we just couldn't say
In the dream quarry seams, forgotten stones
A death above the map through the dark is revealing its worth

Is this the sun?
Are my eyes open?
Has the day begun?
Will the light show me what is broken?

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Hm, hm, hm, hm, hm

Is this the sun?
My eyes are open
The day has begun
My senses are woken

And no fear, only strength
To the cracks and the links
And the demons retreating
Can never be beaten

The prison is shifting
The lighthouse grows twisted
Though we slip on the screen
Of two steps in three

And the memory of pain
Is a tightly held token
Smooth through the rain
And the light has shown me how to let the hope in

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah