The days are rushing, the nights are cold
Snow seeps into my skin
To freeze just one moment here
Dwell on what could have been -
What could be, after this
After one more striven chance
How to reach a balanced bliss
How to pace this muddled dance
Can I stop tripping over my feet
Can you stop standing on my toes
If we could hear the same music
If we could collaborate and compose
A song that works for all of us
A symphony of life
That elevates the happy times
And holds us tight through strife
Because the strife freezes in the cold
To weigh heavily on our skin
While the happy times blaze and burn
Burning out into what has been
Let us find new ways to warm us
Let us dance until we radiate
Then let us dance beyond this
Until the nights abate
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