So I stormed out of the mist into a frail happiness, The kind that feels like you're giving in. I flirted with defeat in the face of coming heat And started walking dead for days on-end. How can I see what it all means to me As I walk into the unknown? All that I need are these small victories. Oh the time that you can waste When you forget how it tastes To let yourself just stop and take it in I have started looking up into the face of what I love, So I can start to live for days on-end How can I see what it all means to me As I walk into the unknown? All that I need are these small victories.