Sitting in this warm house
I look out the window that keeps me safe inside
I look through to a snowy paradise
Man, it looks beautiful...
from in here at least
but the grass chokes beneath the suffocating snow
and the glittery ice on dead trees weighs the branches down.
From inside this season is a pleasant scene,
In reality, tragically beautiful.
Nature's remnants shrouded by frozen precipitations.
How can each single unique snowflake band together to push cars off of roads?
And seal doors shut?
Winter you are real,
A crazy gorgeous, yearly event
with the power to make us slow down,
or stay in.
Winter you are a force to be observed and not challenged.
Sometimes you freeze us,
but you always look spectacular.
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 9:07 PM UTC
Sitting in this warm house
I look out the window that keeps me safe inside
I look through to a snowy paradise
Man, it looks beautiful...
from in here at least
but the grass chokes beneath the suffocating snow
and the glittery ice on dead trees weighs the branches down.
From inside this season is a pleasant scene,
In reality, tragically beautiful.
Nature's remnants shrouded by frozen precipitations.
How can each single unique snowflake band together to push cars off of roads?
And seal doors shut?
Winter you are real,
A crazy gorgeous, yearly event
with the power to make us slow down,
or stay in.
Winter you are a force to be observed and not challenged.
Sometimes you freeze us,
but you always look spectacular.