0101060150 epact (palindrome)

barren and cold; it's winter again.
i would hold my hand to the window, sitting at your feet,
framing the doorway, limbs leaning on the edge,
you would smoke a cigarette,
but you quit your addiction.
obsession comes naturally to you, compulsion pulls you,
and for now your only concern is the distance between us.
you tell me about the forecast tonight,
but i just want to hear
your lips speak
"you're my daughter"
"you're my daughter"
your lips speak
but i just want to hear
you tell me about the forecast tonight,
and for now your only concern is the distance between us.
obsession comes naturally to you, compulsion pulls you,
but you quit your addiction.
you would smoke a cigarette,
framing the doorway, limbs leaning on the edge,
i would hold my hand to the window, sitting at your feet,
barren and cold; it's winter again.