The snow
The cold,
The voice in the air t'night

This inescapable terror,
Shiver, shudder, sheer fear,
As the unknown shoots adrenaline through tingling skeleton

The road beneath speeding tires,
Engine roaring as it spews out miles behind
Putting the idea of home even farther

Static touch,
Soothing release,
Startling relaxination

Racing blood,
Pounding heart,
Scarcely breathing at all

Chest so tight the pain can't be felt,
Intensity without warrent streaming,
Ideas so immortal with passion

The imagination,
The freedom,
The one-time, chance-of-a-lifetime thrill-seeking adVeNTure

Chasing midnight hours
As they escape into the beyond
Pretending like we own these streets
Though we've never seen them before

Escorted to the sweaty mosh of our youth,
Taking every second, every BloOdY moment
With pride, with hope, with confidence

WITH CONFIDENCE

Black ice under worn tread,
Lost traction on-sets panic
As we make our way to the show
Where we go all out and give it all

Unfamiliar,
Close to you,
Deep inside

Too much "they say",
Too much under-breath mutter
Something between us, only ours.

Chanting anthems,
Entrancing visions lock,
Enchanted pieces of time we're taking

Do we take our time,
Or does time take us?
Let's hold on and take our own,
We'll hold our own

Snow falls,
Flash of the camera,
Time captured in a lens

Hours killed,
Controlled disaster,
Getting to know...

AND WITH SWEAT DRIPPING,
We'll emerge victorious,
BOLD, invincible

The snow
The cold,
i'm almost in love with you.