Blah blah winter whatever.

you're like a flower
you bloom and blind everyone
we'll never see you
you can lie in your garden all day

you'll trap all the flies
you sit there and look so sweet
but you're a poison
a needle and a bad dream

and I'm a patient
you're the drugs in my IV
you've got me addicted
and i don't want to know you

but you're just a poem
some ink in a notebook
a thought bleeding from me
and i don't want you to leave

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your coat's on the chair, socks on the floor
robe yourself and close the door
i'll tissue-dry these tears from my face
as you're ambling down and out of this place

i hope i don't eye you through my blinds
'cause I'll chase after you 'til the end of time
and when my breath is spent i'll surely return
to this old plot of dirt where i learned

of love lost
love found
and a hidden love
growing in the ground

and these hours spent digging wear me out
the cold that's coming i could do without
November sky will freeze the ground from above
shovel, dig faster, you're digging for love

but the dirt just keeps piling high
into mountains climbing towards gray sky
but with this time and all these splinters
i couldn't find love before the winter

so the sky leaks snow
white shines the ground
just teasing my nose
and hiding her sound

so my search is severely shortened by cold
the ground is covered and i'm getting old
but seedling love is lying under the snow
when spring comes she'll surely grow

so it all depends if I'll ever see you again
i know if i don't, I'll be fine
the trees don't sway without you, Magdalene
you're the wind among the pines

you're blowing leaves every which way
cause girl, it's fall now
the sun goes to sleep early these days
lets the clouds cool for snow
instead of endless rain

so they blanket the ground white
putting the world to sleep
i think i'm going to be alright
dreaming under these freezing sheets