winter

90 bpm, c

after the leaves have blown away
and all of the color fades
the ground is like ice, the sky is grey
over and over, every single day
everything is dead, everything’s dead outside
goes to your head, goes to your head in time
the snow is deep over the frozen ground
a million crows fly by and howl
they scream for summer days to come
i wish i had their wings
I’d fly right into the sun
everything’s dead, everything’s dead outside
screams in my head, screams in my head all the time
everything’s dead, everything’s dead outside
inside we’re cosy, so cosy in our shell
waiting out the winter
it seems it will never go away
we pray for warmer days, so everything outside
will our frozen souls back to life
everything’s dead outside
screams in my head, screams in my head all the time
inside we’re cosy, so cosy in our shell
waiting out the winter
it seems it will never away
we pray for warmer days, so everything outside
will bring our frozen souls back to life