Something about the snap in the air
pulls everything into sharp focus
Your breath and mine become tangible
as the leaves disintegrate
Now that the snow’s coming down
we can’t blame childhood anymore

Something about the snap in the air pulls everything into sharp focus Your breath and mine become tangible as the leaves disintegrate Now that the snow’s coming down we can’t blame childhood anymore
Something about the snap in the air
pulls everything into sharp focus
Your breath and mine become tangible
as the leaves disintegrate
Now that the snow’s coming down
we can’t blame childhood anymore

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