Light travels faster than anything, but the dark is always seems gets there first

We're all quaint little Mozarts
Just biding our time
til we write that perfect line

We're just inking out our hearts
To get ourselves figured out
Peeling back my skin
Just to make sense of why I am
Are these words to comfort me
or just Keep me secure at night

Wishing on waves
and dreaming them into daily life

I saw it once froze to death
I saw it twice it swallowed what was left
Third time, I guess I'll try

We're all quaint little Mozarts
Just biding our time
til we write that perfect line