From the Snow to You
the white crushes so beautifully
a sound that kisses my ears
the cold bites so cruelly
then licks my skin
oh if i could float from up here
over it all (from up here there are no lines)
i'd leave it all (just sky)
and i'd find you (and a view of irony)
the sun paints the town in haze
a color that soothes my eyes
the blue sky is stained
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