Lights not hearing simple snowflake singing
Wake my beauties time for dreaming is done
In this cold our limbs no longer sing of days the warm wind took us in so freely
We were loved
[I can hear those trees tell stories no one's heard of
No one hears our struggle, we live secret lives]
[My love we have awakened
Snow crisp and oh so gray
Alone now I may tremble
I need color of day
We're still sleeping]
These roots no longer grow,
These limbs no longer breathe
And I cannot stop the snow
And I cannot stop the snow
And I cannot the sleet
We're still sleeping
A single sapling torn from the clenches of a safer time
Slowly, through iced air falls to the deepest blues
It gazes to the tree tops, it's mother no longer standing in regal form,
But falling bound to an agreement to drown to the water and float,
Awake in the frozen night
His hands are heavy on me
I fall and float away
White maiden sleeping dormant
Still no color of day
We will let the moon tell stories of your face
Water will flow softly, gently take your place
And I cannot stop the snow, it makes blankets for the trees
I cannot stop, we're still sleeping