The Winter of Our Passing - Dead Air Session

I navigate the dark
 I bow before the flame I have deserted
 Step off the map and let it go
 Then focus on the fade
 I navigate the dark
 I bow before the flame I have deserted
 Stillness of the day
 Renewal was the death of my ambition
 To get higher
 I have to go so low
 Sold my worth, made time for it while I waited for something lasting
 Until you would come running my way
 To stay, but does it matter now?
 It's the winter of our passing
 Sold my trust and my love too
 Disregard the soul
 Heart is made of mist
 And still it's thinning
 Bad news for you is we are fucked
 And you don't know where we're heading next
 The feeling that did remain
 If we take some time to remember it
 The feeling of what was good
 Do you recall it at all?
 To get higher
 I have to go so low
 Sold my worth, made time for it while I waited for something lasting
 Until you would come running my way
 To stay, but does matter now?
 It's the winter of our passing
 Sold my trust and my love too
 Hey!
 Yes!