Lyrics Fruits of Gloom - The Winter Passing

Fruits of Gloom

I watched the moon turn into the sun
I stared for longer than I should have
That peachy colour keeps me from breaking
This time of year makes me think that
I’ve been running away
(Say what you want me to say)
From all of my fears
(Say what you need me to hear)
A pattern of routine changes
Name the place and name the time
Cut the rope from around my ankles
Or echo me in solidarity
Madison, I’m doing fine