Tekster: Academy Is... (The). Other. Winter Passing.

It's winter again, a white washed and frozen sky?
I came to the door, eyes maladjusted from the light,
but your voice rang clear.
You said, 'For all I thought I'd ever need,
it's hard to face the holidays without.'
Well I've left my last message on your machine
It's hard to face the holidays
when you're looking for the words to say.
So you've found a friend.
You spend all your cold nights with him,
but if I was there, then I'd wonder why you still wear my jacket closed
with traces of my scent.
I'd say, 'For all I thought I'd ever need,
it's hard to face the holidays without.'
Well I've left my last message on your machine
It's hard to face the holidays
when you're looking for the words to say.
So stay with me here.
Nose to nose, cold enough to see as our breath slowly escapes
and exchanges from my lungs to yours, from your mouth to mine.
For all I thought I'd ever need,
it's hard to face the holidays without.
Well I've left my last message on your machine
it's hard to face the holidays
When you're looking for the words to say.
When you're looking for the words to say.