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.