The thaw... something to look forward to even before the freeze
Like ice on mountains - melting... spinning down, losing impurities in mineral rocks as gravity pulls it down
I want my life to drip down to it's simplest form... I will be there at the bottom raising my glass
It's then I can finally climb the honest climb
It's then I can finally stop holding back
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