First thaw. Kitchen stair, silver dust, frost gone. Still sliding, still weak — but this is a soul I get to keep. English ballad.
Skyggefall · Nattarkiv Studio
Lyrics
Early morning on the kitchen stair
Watching silver dust floating in the air
For the first time in a thousand days
I am not running through the heavy haze
The coffee is hot and the steam rises slow
I am just watching the morning glow
My shoulders drop a single inch today
The bitter frost is finally washed away
I still have the lines and I still have the scars
But I am looking past the prison bars
This is the first thaw of the year
The moment where the path becomes clear
I am still sliden and I am still weak
But I found the words that I need to speak
The winter was long and the winter was deep
But this is a soul that I get to keep
That I get to keep
I walk outside and I stand on the deck
No more invisible chains around my neck
The neighbors are waking and starting their drive
And for the first time it feels good to be alive
It is not perfect and the road is still long
But the rhythm is right and the pulse is strong
In and out
Just breathe it in
Let the new day
Finally begin
This is the first thaw of the year
The moment where the path becomes clear
I am still sliden and I am still weak
But I found the words that I need to speak
The winter was long and the winter was deep
But this is a soul that I get to keep
That I get to keep
The frost is gone
The air is clear
I am still here
I am still here
I am still here