Falling Snow

Whispers wrapped the body blue
when water claimed the good and true
where all those unsung songs did sink
frozen near tomorrow's brink

And all we were
and all we knew
is lost in this place
without you

Lay down this pencil's only lead
like blood on paper when you bled
Blame goes round for all to feel
None of it sticks except for the one
at the wheel

Sip the frost and skip the day
Take a road trip far away
Look back and see the icy bridge
where they did not know the price we'd pay

Days are faster now than slow
but still I wonder what I really know
Standing here in winter's past;
remembering that falling snow