Testo Community, Stability, Identity

It's always here colder in February
Once we're acquainted with the autumn leaves
We are accosted by the frost and sleet
Never waking up, but barely asleep.

Summer was a dull affair
Walking bleary eyed from bar to bar
Trying to summon up the courage to Feel the contact of the shallowest heart.

So I'm escaping from my ignorance
Less fucking eloquent with every step
Cause I'm going away, I'm going away
I promise you I'm fine!
One stumble on an infinite climb.