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[00:08.43]Whoa, I hear the quiet now,
[00:16.52]Of paper airplanes falling down,
[00:25.37]Whoa, the branches of every tree,
[00:33.78]Bend like a cathedral over me,
[00:42.30]Down where the river bends,
[00:45.59]everyone's waiting,
[00:49.61]But that's not the reason I'm making these tracks in the snow,
[00:59.11]There's a box in my hands as I go,
[01:03.64]Wrapped up in scarlet and gold,
[01:08.86]For you,
[01:18.50]Whoa, there's a choir upon the wind,
[01:26.94]Singing old familiar hymns,
[01:35.06]And my ears they're playing tricks on me,
[01:43.12]I can almost hear harmony,
[01:52.11]Down where the river bends, that's where you're waiting,
[01:59.81]You are the reason I'm making these tracks in the snow,
[02:08.82]There's a box in my hands as I go,
[02:13.83]Wrapped up in scarlet and gold,
[02:19.36]For you (x2),
[02:54.06]Down where the river bends,
[02:57.25]nobody's waiting,
[03:01.51]But there's still a reason for making these tracks in the snow,
[03:11.00]Down at the end of the road,
[03:15.00]I'll clear a place in the snow,
[03:22.00]Leave this box wrapped in scarlet and gold,
[03:28.00]For you (x2).