I’m shedding my tears through winter.

By April I’ll be fine

I’ll shed my fears through winter

Five to go

Melancholy is catching up to me

Its grasp is clinging on to me

Every little detail is carved into my skull
Every single detail that's making me whole

I don't regret
I won't forget

All of the pieces, stuck with glue
All of these pieces, they've led me to you

I'm glad to be where I've been
I'm glad to be who I've become