from cold to cold

and just like that, we're cut off.
how can i believe you? how can i plan around that?

in my world there is a counter-current

i have a hard time believing anything
but not in a negative way, i swear...

i just accept what you've always shown me.
there comes a time where i refuse, but i look back to see if you care
i am not surprised to see my long shadow
instead

it's probably all just dust anyway