Ocean churning while I'm asleep
The weight of the world is maybe something you don't feel but I do
You don't reminisce but I do
Sit there in silence staring out the window
Thick hot lava rising in me
Pouring out in interludes
You don't like to let things free but I do
You don't let it out but I do
Messages from old times rubbed upon the window
Patiently waiting for snow but it never ever comes
Patiently waiting for snow but it never ever comes
Crawling back to where we began
I recall the minor things sentimental as I am about you
Unimportant things about you
Flying through a time change misting up the window
Transit tripped-out lightens the load
Feather clouds envelop me
North Atlantic down below
Far from you
I'll be evermore far from you
Belt up for landing rattling the window
Patiently waiting for snow but it never ever comes
Patiently waiting for snow but it never ever comes
