The world was wildfire, all rust and flame My own two hands were clinging to the branches I felt the wind shift, a promise of pain Then, the quiet Then, the quiet came Something inside me remembered its winter Pulled all the feeling back down to the root Drew a hard line of frost across the water Will it still hurt? (Will it still hurt?) Will it still hurt if I falter? Now I can watch all the chaos from shelter A pane of ice between my heart and weather A perfect stillness where nothing can grow Safe and alone (Safe and alone) Where nothing can grow You ask for warmth, but the ground's still under ice I don’t remember the feeling of sunlight Just the long ache of a season suspended Will it still hurt? (Will it still hurt?) Will it still hurt when it's ended? The world was wildfire But I chose the cold Will it still hurt If I let go? The world was wildfire But I chose the cold Will it still hurt If I let go? The world was wildfire But I chose the cold Will it still hurt If I let go? The world was wildfire But I chose the cold Will it still hurt If I let go? 🜂
