SEASONS TO GHOSTS
As soon as the snow
Let's me know what you're taking
The winter of God's plan
Without ever asking
I'll hunt all you're gathering
While ghosts lie there freezing
In diamonds you're concealing
Beneath the skin of your eyes
It hardly seems fair to compare
The seasons to ghosts
For reasons you won't
It hardly seems fair to declare
You wouldn't care if the seasons were ghosts
How long was I sleeping?
What sleep was I dreaming?
So softly not dreaming
While ghosts died there breathing
As winter kept singing
The seasons repeating
Two histories apart
Two histories apart
I watched none were moving
I hunt what you're gathering
The armies conceding
While diamonds lay freezing
As the winter kept screaming
She kept on singing
Two histories apart
Two histories apart
It hardly seems fair to compare
The seasons to ghosts
The reasons you won't
It hardly seems fair to declare
You wouldn't care if the seasons were ghosts
OH, THE WEIGHT OF MY LUNGS
AND THE WEIGHT OF MY SONG
AND THE WEIGHT OF MY BREATH
ON THE WEIGHT OF YOUR SOUL
