I'm about to take a cruise to an arctic wonderland
Trees will be tumbling and white
Cars will be snow-blown and frosted
My limbs will be hypothermic and exhausted
The sky will be a dull gray
I will be enclosed in sepia tones
Black and white like the sweet 50's.
But constantly I wish I'd happen to spy
Your black silhouette on the milky white sky.
Dec 26, 2010
Dec 26, 2010 at 11:12 AM UTC
I'm about to take a cruise to an arctic wonderland
Trees will be tumbling and white
Cars will be snow-blown and frosted
My limbs will be hypothermic and exhausted
The sky will be a dull gray
I will be enclosed in sepia tones
Black and white like the sweet 50's.
But constantly I wish I'd happen to spy
Your black silhouette on the milky white sky.
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