From the recording Don 3:16

Lyrics

Ground grows hard
Hurts to breathe
Running through graveyards of skeleton trees
Real friends and I
Smashing pumpkins in the street again

Soak up the sunlight as it slips away
The sky is hung so low these days
So layer up and settle in it’s cold again
Where’s that sweater I forgot to mend

Shifting through seasons
Clenching my teeth and
Marching through headwinds
I’ll get where I’m going
Ahead of the snow

Party in an empty room
Warm drinks and fake friends
By December I’ll be done with them
They’re already sick of me
So I go outside
Feel the night on my skin
The numbness is settling in

Shifting through seasons
Clenching my teeth and
Marching through headwinds
I’ll get where I’m going
Ahead of the snow
Let’s go

The worst of it is over now
The ice retreats until next year
And I’m not feeling quite myself again
But I’ll get there