There was a cold December snow
On the streets and towns below
You struck your name into the ground with me
But love, like all frigid things
We did melt away with ease
Washed away iniquities
We sailed out into the sea
Like a wave upon the shore
We rose up and crashed back down upon ourselves
And the words that fill our lips
Bitter shrieks and evil quips, oh how they stained
How they stain the ground below
Like a horn that breaks the fog
I beat down here on my chest, love, like a drum
And you'll hear my growling voice
Once so silent, now I've got no god damned choice
But to sing my bitter song
Let the headwinds pull the tune out of my lungs
And my voice it whimpers low
Dearest lover, I don't know
Should I stay, or should I go?
On the streets and towns below
You struck your name into the ground with me
But love, like all frigid things
We did melt away with ease
Washed away iniquities
We sailed out into the sea
Like a wave upon the shore
We rose up and crashed back down upon ourselves
And the words that fill our lips
Bitter shrieks and evil quips, oh how they stained
How they stain the ground below
Like a horn that breaks the fog
I beat down here on my chest, love, like a drum
And you'll hear my growling voice
Once so silent, now I've got no god damned choice
But to sing my bitter song
Let the headwinds pull the tune out of my lungs
And my voice it whimpers low
Dearest lover, I don't know
Should I stay, or should I go?
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