Testo Serotonin

We fade into the distance,
The way the birds fly south
A cold wind blows in encasing our bodies
And chills me to the bone

Now all the fields are burning
The sun is setting now
Winter fills my head with open incisions And I can't let it go

Our colors fades away to grey
As the seasons fall into place
Why do we keep living on our knees in this life?
I'll finally know how it feels to walk away.