snow white
There’s only one thing that I can remember,
A piercing day in early, early December.
Looking out a window, thinking, thinking of,
Thinking of nothing at all.
Watching a star that was thinking,
A star that was thinking of starting to fall.
Came a tumbling, a tumbling, tumbling through space
That hit the earth in the form of,
In the form of a white snowflake.
Just by looking at that white
That had taken a moment off from its starry flight.
I couldn’t believe how I could feel that white
Just by looking into a star-filled night.
I couldn’t believe how I could feel that white.
I couldn’t believe how I could feel that white.
I couldn’t believe how I could feel that white.
It turned the nighttime into day.
Lit the path to show me the way.
It turned the daytime into night.
I couldn’t believe how I could feel that white.
I couldn’t believe how I could feel that white.
I couldn’t believe how I could feel that white.
Just by looking through a window on a starry night.
Thinking for an instant of nothing
For an instant of nothing at all.
In that moment is when it took flight
Turning everything white,
In a momentary stall.
I couldn’t believe how I could feel that white.
I couldn’t believe how I could feel that white.
There’s not a dimes worth of difference between day and night
When you’ve been pierced by the flight
Of a star that is falling snow white.
When you’ve been pierced by the flight
Of a star that is falling snow white, falling snow white.