as we`re sitting in houses
listening to some sad songs
thinking of our lovers
the snow keeps going on
branding new crazy ideas
grieving for someone who is gone
of how useless it is to be us
the snow still goes on
in the morning your will look outside
and see a town is all white
another year is far behind
i dreamed i was in a field
lying on the ground
eyes wide open. harrowed dirt
and the falling snow are all around
something to cure wounds
something to put out a fire
the snow goes and returns
i hope making us a little higher
in the morning your will look outside
and see a town is all white
another year is far behind
and you stand paralysed then understand
in our glossy hearts
how inefficient we are
the snow
© Copyright: Никита Егоров, 2009
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