In the sight of snowflakes
Landing on the trees
Sound of footsteps following away
No path is left and there's no right way
Shadow of the summer
Stalking down his prey
Quiet anger; but you can't say
By looking at his face
Not caring anymore what others think
Following his own pace
In the silent snowful forest
Slowly the sun stars to sink
Feb 19, 2021
Feb 19, 2021 at 1:48 PM UTC
In the sight of snowflakes
Landing on the trees
Sound of footsteps following away
No path is left and there's no right way
Shadow of the summer
Stalking down his prey
Quiet anger; but you can't say
By looking at his face
Not caring anymore what others think
Following his own pace
In the silent snowful forest
Slowly the sun stars to sink
