Permanent isolation, br a permafrost inside my soul. br Depths inside, br I cannot count on br to remind br Give to let go. br br 24 and ashtray windows, br surrounded by br mirrors of snow. br br Lost in tracks, br ripples on pavement br weaving thoughts br the mind will not show. br br Permanent isolation, br a permafrost inside my soul. br Depths inside I cannot count on br to remind, br give to let go. br br Why do we br plan all our movements? br color schemes br and castles for show. br br While sunken eyes br and sullen heart strings br are placed inside, br walls cannot grow br br A permafrost, br she gives what I gave her br to remind, br give to let go.