Из альбома: Old Crows / Young Cardinals

When will this winter end?
The snow's been fallin' for months
The town all dressed in white
And my skin is burning from the wind

Our coats aren't in disguise
And are soaked from the morning light
My burial, I can't succeed
Frozen and paralyzed

All winter

Ooh

All winter

Ooh

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