On Ice - Beacon, Elkka

I’m on ice, it’s breaking now

I’m alright, and so they say, it’ll pass

Wooden like photographs

You’re not moving, the glass cracks

You’re not moving, I can see it

You’re not moving, next to me

You’re not moving, I can see it

You’re not here

The more that I try to stay

The less of me remains

And on a lonely walk of faith

I want your light in the same place, place

The more that I try to stay

The less of me remains

You’re not moving

And on a lonely walk of faith

I want your light in the same place

You’re not moving

You’re not moving, next to me

You’re not moving, it’s clear that

You’re not moving

You’re not moving, I can see it

You’re not moving, next to me

You’re not moving, I can see it

You’re not here

You’re not moving