The Snowman

It’s always beautiful weather On one side of the window Somewhere warm I could watch from Picture the wind blow Here where nothing could melt me I swear I never felt this bums, become snow I carry that wherever I go I walk on the water, I answer to no man I am the snowman, I am the snowman And your memory’s dead now Leave the shits in the bedroom Stop walking through walls dear Up and down in that … No matter how long your hair and your fingernails grow Your memory’s dead now, believe me I’d know I broke all the roses I cut off my own hand I am the snowman, I am the snowman Out on the hill side, the sun rises … And you won’t find the bodies Everything’s missing The shadows we swallow Spill into the hollow below Now we carry that weather wherever we go We are the ghost weak, don’t even believe in We are the snowmen, we are the snowmen But there was a time when There was time when