Текст песни March 2011 - Foxes In Fiction

Seen through the glass, take the day to rest
Reinvent the past, feel it in my chest
Tide begins to split, watch the coast decay
Lost my voice getting lit, lost the words to say

Safe beneath the shade, heal this part of me
Counting forwards now, to who we want to be
See you once a year, snow begins to melt
Describing the fear, remember how it felt?