Oh, how long has there been snow outside the cabin? I don't really know, I haven't been out in so long... I struggle to find some substance in this time I don't remember
And it seems so strange, I could have sworn it was only yesterday When I could see the grass around the path that led to town When my life wasn't upside down When the cold wasn't part of me A violet memory of Hearth's Warming Eve Something's taking hours from my mind
Oh, this house smells like me But I've never been here, how can it be? It takes a glance to make me real again
Numb, a violet haze, so cold All I know is
Who's that looking back at me? If I look away and look back will they still be looking back at me?
Home, why can't I go back? I'm always here, and I hurt If you can read this, I'm not lost I'm waiting for you here
And it seems so strange, I could have sworn it was only yesterday When I could see the rooftops of Canterlot When dad would paint the stars around us When chains wouldn't want to strangle me in the night Mom and Dad and rollerskates on Hearth's Warming Eve Something's taking hours from my mind So many blank pages, so much time
So beautiful It really is so beautiful. I wish Yes I almost wish I could write a song