These are the eyes that grew too tired to hold open
through what they've come to know as a constant burning glow.
So when you said, it never fades, I guess that you were right,
but they're adjusting to the light now and oh, so am I.
I've never felt so afraid to breathe in,
because I know the air won't be the same.
But I'm doing it anyways,
because I won't pretend to spend a lifetime holding my breath.