Hours turning into days with your legs feeling numb.
She tells you to smile again, at least while we're Young.
While we can still sit back and do our drugs.
She numbs my pain with coldness and hugs.
A picture we take, maybe we both know.
One day we'll both be covered in the snow.
Alive or dead.
All these thoughts remain in my head.
Two points on this mind bending map.
If we meet it won't be by chance.
Our days become intertwined.
Our lives become an adventure once more.
