Ink in the Snow (Tall Tales of Sarah ARC 5 Theme)

Описание: Heres the theme briefly Used in ARC 5 of Tall Tales of Sarah

LYRICS

City’s holding its breath tonight,
Streetlights buzzing like a bad advice.
Every promise sounds so clean
When you don’t ask what it really means.

I’ve been standing in the quiet long enough
To call the pressure something close to love.
If this is where the fighting ends,
Then maybe I can pretend.

Say it’s nothing, say it’s fine,
Say we’re just killing time—
But the ground feels way too solid
For something we can leave behind.

So write it in the snow, let it freeze,
Say it’s fate, say it’s me.
We didn’t crash, we didn’t burn,
We just stayed when we could’ve run.

This isn’t war, this isn’t peace,
It’s the moment right between,
Where you smile like you’re safe at last
And feel the future sink its teeth.

Bare trees watching every word,
You finally cracked, I finally heard.
You said you’re tired of carrying weight,
I said nothing — my favorite mistake.

There’s a room that feels empty, clean,
Like it’s begging us to believe
That staying still’s a kind of win,
That this is how the healing begins.

Every choice feels justified
When you’re too exhausted to fight,
But comfort’s got a way of turning
Into something airtight.

So write it in the snow, let it freeze,
Say it’s fate, say it’s me.
We didn’t crash, we didn’t burn,
We just stayed when we could’ve run.

This isn’t war, this isn’t peace,
It’s the moment right between,
Where you swear you’ve finally won
And feel the dread slip underneath.

Somewhere, doors are closing soft,
Someone’s smiling like they’ve already lost… nothing.
White rooms, quiet deals,
Power never has to scream to feel real.

You don’t hear the trap slam shut,
You just stop asking what it costs.

So write it in the snow, carve it deep,
Say we chose this, say we’re free.
We found the fire that wouldn’t bite,
We found the calm, we called it right.

But every calm’s got sharpened edges,
Every silence starts to speak,
And the longer that we stay right here
The closer something gets to me.

If this is peace, then let it last —
Just don’t say we didn’t know.
You don’t feel the cold set in…
You just stop feeling the snow.