Composer : Jack Skye Ramsay/Bryan Sammis/Austin Collins

We grew up through the same harsh winters under the same grey skies

But one day you saw something behind the ice

And found something to believe in

A lifelong search for meaning

To guide you through the seasons

Something I can’t see

And I thought that ice cold cynicism could pull me through the dark

But what does it all matter if I’ve lost touch with my heart?

Lost touch with my heart

Lost touch with my heart

Lost touch with my heart

Lost touch with my—

When we grew old

I told you about my nihilistic thoughts

And asked how you escaped unharmed

And you said:

“I found something to believe in

We dream this world for a reason

So trust within your feelings

Can’t you see the light?”

Can’t you see the light, the light, the light?

And you know that ice cold cynicism can’t guide you through the darkness

But I hope you find catharsis

With the fire in your heart

Until we depart, it’s a question mark

But we’re both here

And it’s so clear that we may not see the same divinity

But you still inspire me