Should be noted, this is a working title. ------------------------------------------- So you're out of town, and the isolation is pouring down You try to speak to those you know But they're those you'd rather not know You reflect how every fire melts the snow And you acknowledge that even warm hearts can grow cold That every beginning leads to an end and you put down your flag cause you're not going to try again To the sounds, party goers smile. And so do you though it is a veil The music is a weight that keeps them down But to you it is just a solace in some hell So, you're out of town, wishing you were in your mind You shun away every gold mine you find Cause you've been outcast since you were young And despise every decent lullaby that was ever sung And you wish it were all a dream adamant that you're not anti-social just anti-anything You reflect how every fire melts the snow And you acknowledge that even warm hearts can grow cold That every beginning leads to an end and you put down your flag cause new endings start when new beginnings end.