On The Occasion Of Wet Snow

On The Occasion Of Wet Snow - The Sound Of Animals Fighting

There's a choir always

Softly scream

They will just send praises

Of humanity

Any shortcoming lighting more

The sky and fields

Brought me feeling

And him his master all

He thought it special

My feelings rose in circles

No longer need need

A regret

A cure

Slip knot flat footed come again

Lift like that clip its off and in

Little crown of dead and gilded lilies

Write down the flames of feather part

And just what she warned but never said

They're sleeping sound and far away

To the constant Christmas lights

There were low supplies

Little crown of dead and gilded lilies

Oh I was sleeping on a train

It's a difference I can see

They're sleeping sound and far away

No longer need

A regret

A cure