Among the frost and quiet cold,
snow waltzing on my brow,
I breathe and listen to the winter
wonderland
My seat a halo of snow,
a humble nest born from
my weight against this winter
wonderland
And I feel alive and I feel calm
and I could shatter like weary alabaster
statues into snowflakes and become
part of this winter wonderland
If I could just --
shatter
Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 3:51 PM UTC
Among the frost and quiet cold,
snow waltzing on my brow,
I breathe and listen to the winter
wonderland
My seat a halo of snow,
a humble nest born from
my weight against this winter
wonderland
And I feel alive and I feel calm
and I could shatter like weary alabaster
statues into snowflakes and become
part of this winter wonderland
If I could just --
shatter
