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In winter this **** storm of a town falls to nothing but a low hum                  and it is a steady as it is wide spread And in only a matter of weeks, we forget what it is to breathe fresh air So we go through the motions of living in this assembly line kinda life The motions of laughing and breathing and crying and falling and loving And the influenza of seasonal depression is infectious so we wrap ourselves in coats and hats and scarves in hope of escaping the pathogen of loneliness that radiates through our stereos                                                                                     In winter, this town falls into hibernation the snow falls mercilessly, without anguish. tell me Were you awake when you first caught me, because I was still half-asleep when I found myself in your arms Were you awake when you first kissed me, because I was in a dream when my lips first met yours     But there was something in your electric touch that woke me                                                                                                                           And I remembered that snow melts
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Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 9:45 PM UTC
because I've tried writing this too many times.
In winter this **** storm of a town falls to nothing but a low hum                  and it is a steady as it is wide spread And in only a matter of weeks, we forget what it is to breathe fresh air So we go through the motions of living in this assembly line kinda life The motions of laughing and breathing and crying and falling and loving And the influenza of seasonal depression is infectious so we wrap ourselves in coats and hats and scarves in hope of escaping the pathogen of loneliness that radiates through our stereos                                                                                     In winter, this town falls into hibernation the snow falls mercilessly, without anguish. tell me Were you awake when you first caught me, because I was still half-asleep when I found myself in your arms Were you awake when you first kissed me, because I was in a dream when my lips first met yours     But there was something in your electric touch that woke me                                                                                                                           And I remembered that snow melts
Its like when I was little and I would play in the snow right after the bus dropped me home then I would rush inside, shivering, and my mom would make me hot chocolate to warm me up, except I'm not little anymore and he keeps me warm
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Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 9:45 PM UTC
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