lunes, 21 de diciembre de 2009

A snow day

Struck brightly by the winter
when the snow falls thick and silent
I can only hear you breathing.

I will follow a set of deep tracks
other people all stay hidden
as the cars rest under snow drifts.
So clearly the dark sky
appears framed by cables.
So clearly your breath's white
as you struggle to tell.

That the people we have become
still lay awake hoping to hear airwaves
say snow day!!

As the day goes gray to grayer
we don't think of all the struggle
in our footsteps, it's behind us

So clearly your eyes
framed in the light decaying
so quiet your words stood out
when you were saying
that people we have become

All know there's more than the setting sunsnow day
we can want morewe'll find out in the new morning
we can want more
we'll wait up to hear closings.

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