Snowsteps

The perfect spin of the Earth has motions Yearly North and South there are frosty winds Winds so cold you realize you'll grow old You'll turn to the mold where you crack and fold And for some years your story will be told Your story will be told 'till it has no hold has no hold But between a rock in a hard place Lies a lake where all bad thoughts become erased A place to embrace the look on the face of the people around you with impeccable taste But if you stay too long you'll go to waste Stuck under the ice of the surface face Company of ice cold fellows so mellow Who glide on by without a smile or a hello All while your freezing down below Find a cold place Ice at the waist Improvising Before I am erased Hyperventilating from the cold wind playing But contemplating how as we live The cold winds are swaying swaying warm And the warm is staying forever Obeying a human portraying their own ideas as truthful And untaming the beast of misbehaving Going through the back door searching for more For a late night drive with a mind in a hive We all felt so alive and now it's over We will continue to thrive Cause I love you fucking guys