Whispering, I pull

Snow on the path where I step Melts away as our time vanishes Old music plays, barely audible It plays the memories alive within me Quietly I pull The sound closer to my mouth The wind is cold, but the old tune warms Mist gathers on the glass where Leaning against the window, I breathe Staring at the firewall pretending As if there were anything worthwhile I love you! But I have no time The city roars, yet I can still hear Do not disturb! - it says later It knows it hurts, yet still it does Quietly I pull The sound closer to my mouth Cold is the wind alone in winter I can't see your time from here I watch my own as it ticks away So many grains it has carried onto me I've become wrinkled, not so taut Quietly I pull The sound closer to my mouth Live, don't wait! - it whispers until silence I can't see your time from here I watch my own as it ticks away So many grains it has carried onto me I've become wrinkled, not so taut Quietly I pull The sound closer to my mouth Live, don't wait! - it whispers until silence