I watch them through their tinted glass
As their lives progress and come to pass
I watch them through my one-way mirror
Where they can’t see me, can’t know my fear
Bury me here, right here in the snow
And let me watch the whiteness grow
Let my body grow cold until it is warm
Bury me here, leave your footprints and go
It’s comin’ down the mountain, gonna kill us all
When summers used to spring now winters can only fall
The flakes accumulate, but the real snow has yet to fall
Longing to warm up by your fire, longing for you to call
Their calm demeanors can’t help them tolerate
The judging eyes of those who seek to decimate
It all makes no sense and the questions begin to grow
Is it any surprise that most of us are questioning our fates?
Bury me here, right here in the snow
And let me watch the whiteness grow
Let my body grow cold until it is warm
Until I’ve found my angel of the snow
From east to west, trial, error and just test
Grow that hate, commiserate, and try to be the best
I don’t, nor have I ever, wanted to hear what they jest
Shut down, shut up, don’t restart just standby like the rest
Can you tell your friends from all of your enemies?
It’s as if no one cares, and everyone just aims to tease
You can make time into money but still never appease
The world may turn, but not fast enough to fling off the sleaze
So bury me here, right here in the snow
And let me watch the whiteness grow
Let my body grow cold until it is warmed
By the gentle soul, of my snow angel
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