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You threw my keys in the water, you looked back,
They'd frozen halfway down in the ice.
They froze up so quickly, the keys and their owners,
Even after the anger, it all turned silent, and then
Every day turned solitary,
And so we came to February...
First we forgot where we'd planted those bulbs last year,
Then we forgot that we'd planted at all,
Then we forgot what plants are altogether,
and you blamed me for my freezing and forgetting and the nights
Were long and cold and scary,
Can we live through February?
You know I think Christmas was a long red glare,
It shot up like a warning, we gave presents without cards,
And then the snow... and then the snow came;
We were always out shoveling,
And we'd drop to sleep exhausted,
And then we'd wake up, and its snowing...
And February was so long that it lasted into March
And found us walking the path alone, together.
So I stopped, and I pointed, and I said, "Look, that's a crocus!"
And you said, "what's a crocus?" and I said, "it's a flower!"
You tried to remember, but you said, "What's a flower?"
And I said, "please, I still love you!"
The leaves were turning as you drove to the hardware store,
Your new lover made you keys to the house,
And when you got home, well you just started chopping wood,
Because you never know how next year will be,
And you'll gather all your arms can carry,
but I have lost to February...
They'd frozen halfway down in the ice.
They froze up so quickly, the keys and their owners,
Even after the anger, it all turned silent, and then
Every day turned solitary,
And so we came to February...
First we forgot where we'd planted those bulbs last year,
Then we forgot that we'd planted at all,
Then we forgot what plants are altogether,
and you blamed me for my freezing and forgetting and the nights
Were long and cold and scary,
Can we live through February?
You know I think Christmas was a long red glare,
It shot up like a warning, we gave presents without cards,
And then the snow... and then the snow came;
We were always out shoveling,
And we'd drop to sleep exhausted,
And then we'd wake up, and its snowing...
And February was so long that it lasted into March
And found us walking the path alone, together.
So I stopped, and I pointed, and I said, "Look, that's a crocus!"
And you said, "what's a crocus?" and I said, "it's a flower!"
You tried to remember, but you said, "What's a flower?"
And I said, "please, I still love you!"
The leaves were turning as you drove to the hardware store,
Your new lover made you keys to the house,
And when you got home, well you just started chopping wood,
Because you never know how next year will be,
And you'll gather all your arms can carry,
but I have lost to February...