2006 - Songs - 13 - Of North Of North Stars (16-21kj)
Of North Of North Stars
A snowless winter... Oh, how I miss the snow And in this city that I hate, I don't make sense to anyone. Does anyone know What wonders the night can hold in the cold? Can there be inspiration without the snow- Covered wandering streets gently moonlit Chimneys and frost-covered window panes?
A snowless winter is living death. Breathing out air without seeing your breath, I'm depressed And I'm stupid and foolish. Your sick sunny palm trees are creepy and ghoulish! I hate myself more than anyone else in this city And it soothes me to know most of them will be dead In a hundred years of snowless winters.
A snowless winter... Oh, how I miss the snow And in this city that I hate, I don't make sense to anyone. Does anyone know What wonders the night can hold in the cold? Can there be inspiration without the snow- Covered wandering streets gently moonlit Chimneys and frost-covered window panes?