Snowlight drifts across the promenade, Glass towers hum with the pulse of the cold. I’ve flown through storms that carved the stars apart, But here, the quiet feels like something bold. And I rise with the sun over New Babbage, Letting go of the weight I used to carry. In the frostline, I’m learning to live again, Finding peace in the life I choose to marry. Every heartbeat feels like something new, In the quiet where the cold winds blew. And I rise with the sun over New Babbage, Letting go of the weight I used to carry. In the frostline, I’m learning to live again, Finding peace in the life I choose to marry. Every heartbeat feels like something new, In the quiet where the cold winds blew. On the yoga mats above the plaza, Bodies move like drifting stars. Breath becomes a kind of starmap, Guiding me through inner scars. I stretch into the silence, Feel the years unwind. The galaxy grows smaller, As I reclaim my mind. And I rise with the sun over New Babbage, Letting go of the weight I used to carry. In the frostline, I’m learning to live again, Finding peace in the life I choose to marry. Every heartbeat feels like something new, In the quiet where the cold winds blew.
