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I threw your keys in the water, I looked back |
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They'd frozen halfway down in the ice |
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They froze up so quickly, the keys and their owners |
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Even after the anger, it all turned silent |
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And the everyday turned solitary, so we came to February |
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First we forgot where we'd planted those bulbs last year |
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And then we forgot that we'd planted it all |
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Then we forgot what plants are altogether |
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And I blamed you for my freezing and forgetting |
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And the nights were long and cold and scary, can we live through February? |
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You know I think Christmas was a long red glare |
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Shot up like a warning, we gave presents without cards |
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And then the snow, and then the snow came |
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We were always out shoveling and we dropped to sleep exhausted |
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Then we wake up, and it's snowing |
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And February was so long that it lasted into March |
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And found us walking a path alone together |
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You stopped and pointed and you said, "That's a crocus" |
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And I said, "What's a crocus?", And you said, "It's a flower" |
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I tried to remember, but I said, "What's a flower?" |
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You said, "I still love you" |
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The leaves were turning as we drove to the hardware store |
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My new lover made me keys to the house |
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And when we got home, well we just started chopping wood |
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Because you never know how next year will be |
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And we'll gather all our arms can carry, I have lost to February |
