[00:23.93]The northern country snow sings
[00:26.74]An early winter soft like static, down
[00:31.16]
[00:33.83]Quaking in the breeze like aspen leaves
[00:37.52]Silver whispers blanketing the ground
[00:41.89]
[00:44.88]Cloak my body in my woolen coat
[00:47.85]Keep me warm, walk the frozen earth
[00:52.90]
[00:55.71]Watch them slowpoke clouds pass like city crowds
[00:59.08]And carry on in a separate world
[01:02.42]
[01:34.46]The freezing wind tastes sharp
[01:36.58]Sweet like fire smoke, fixed upon the cold
[01:41.08]
[01:44.95]And this tiny town yields a tiny sound
[01:47.88]Like fever hands, so fragile in our hold
[01:52.20]
[01:56.00]I walk lonely through the falling snow
[01:58.88]But loneliness for now is what I need
[02:03.88]
[02:06.88]My soul just needs a little space to breathe
[02:13.45]
[02:18.01]The same old season shift, same old townie friends
[02:23.36]Same old hungry feeling for something more in all of this
[02:28.36]But I will wander through this evening
[02:31.11]Through the passing of all things
[02:34.17]Over the swinging bridge, fallen road
[02:36.93]The icy hill and the fading old brown leaves