Текст песни Cutting Skin - The Thoughts

I chanced upon you
Breaking branches in the snow
And you were startled
By sounds and shadows
The silhouettes of branches
Against sky are
Veins that used to carry
Sparkles to your eyes
And you were cutting
You were cutting skin
You were cutting
You were cutting skin
This dream has frozen over
It won't come again this year
I can't see my own reflection
There's no rhythm here
And you were cutting
You were cutting skin
You were cutting
You were cutting skin
You were cutting
You were cutting skin