The arctic surrounded my cold wooden room
I don't think I've ever felt so warm
These waters brought back to me
What I reluctantly believed
And I watched as the four corners gave way
To the ice and the life and the death

And the warmth
And they were all joined together

In that one instant I could
feel you crushing me
but I didn't want to remember what it felt like

to be alive
and still feel so col

in crayon and ink
what I understood the least
were these words not spoken
out of fear of the law
or self sacrifice

and I never thought that confirmation
would come in to play
and these words were never going to be on
the tip of your tongue

and I was locked in a place
that I'd never seen before
without windows but
with curtains hanging on the walls
and I was forced to believe
all I had
I had to self-deprivate
and I was proved wrong
when you came back

in a room filled with nothing
this table looked away from me
a kick to your foot and a twist of your head
and I saw that you were afraid
but if you think that I was just being cold
you don't know how scared I was

in crayon and ink
what I understood the least
were these words not spoken
out of fear of the law
or self sacrifice

and I never thought that confirmation
would come in to play
and these words were never going to be on
the tip of your...