The snow that falls deftly on the street so white
Reminds me of the night of our first fight
It was summer then, for all I know
But the ash came down from a volcano
Serenity and beauty knows no boundaries
Burning flames that flicker in the wind
Even in the face of melancholy
I don't know how to start again
Could I really die from a broken heart?
Or will it make me stronger as I sit here in the dark?
Promise me, through this melody
We won't scatter like these pieces blowing carelessly
This would be my only symphony
Avalanche of our sorrows frosted dreams
Bittersweet that this bird no longer sings
Torn into some twisted twine
Drinking through my love's deep and darkest wine
Will I die from a broken heart?
Or will it make me stronger as I sit here in the dark?
Promise me, through this melody
We won't scatter like these pieces blowing carelessly
This would be my only symphony
Symphony
Symphony
Should I die from a broken heart?
Or will it make me stronger as I sit here in the dark?
Promise me, through this melody
We won't scatter like these pieces blowing carelessly
This would be my only symphony
Symphony
Symphony