There's snow where snow shouldn't go
The root is feeling disconnected from the tree
The clouds are trying hard to get to crying as well
But all the wells are empty shells
All the farms are dry as hell
There's gonna be a drought this evening...
It's gonna be a heartbeat before
Death comes knocking on your door
And then it ain't gonna be your world no more
I just wanna tell you that it's love that makes your body move
It's you that makes the fire blue. It's you
Afraid to say what love makes
The sound that love makes
That won't let the spirit drown
It's gonna be a heartbeat before
Death comes knocking on your door
And then it ain't gonna be your world no more
There's snow where snow shouldn't go
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