Winter weather is not my soul
But the biding for spring
Why's everybody looking at me
Like there's something fundamentally wrong
Like I'm a southern bird
That stayed north too long
Winter exposes the nest
Then I'm gone
PalimpsestWinter weather is not my soul But the biding for spring Why's everybody looking at me Like there's something fundamentally wrong Like I'm a southern bird That stayed north too long Winter exposes the nest Then I'm gone |