Song | Snow |
Artist | The Staves |
Album | Dead & Born & Grown |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I am weak and I am selfish | |
You are but a guest in my heart | |
Welcome for now | |
But soon must depart | |
You’re a Catherine Wheel | |
Spinning its last | |
You’d speed past the hedgerows | |
I’d ask if it’s ok if I smoke | |
You’d say it doesn’t bother you | |
And you’d smile as I spoke | |
You’re a little child | |
Losing his hope | |
And in the trappings of the silent snow | |
That fell over night | |
And won’t let me go | |
Oh I know that the shame is mine | |
And the blame is my own to bear | |
Well I don’t think and I don’t feel | |
A cold chill doesn’t grip me yet | |
My chest is half empty | |
My mind a blank cassette | |
Tomorrow seems a dark distant threat | |
And if I knew what had pushed you | |
So far from my heart or my mind | |
Well would it give you comfort | |
Or strength of some kind | |
And would it give you peace | |
As I leave you behind | |
And in the trappings of the silent snow | |
That fell over night | |
And won’t let me go | |
Oh I know that the shame is mine | |
And the blame is my own to bear | |
Oh I will never belong | |
Belong to anyone | |
Oh I will never belong | |
Belong to anyone | |
Belong to anyone | |
Belong to anyone | |
And in the trappings of the silent snow | |
That fell over night | |
And won’t let me go | |
Oh I know that the shame is mine | |
And the blame is my own to bear |
I am weak and I am selfish | |
You are but a guest in my heart | |
Welcome for now | |
But soon must depart | |
You' re a Catherine Wheel | |
Spinning its last | |
You' d speed past the hedgerows | |
I' d ask if it' s ok if I smoke | |
You' d say it doesn' t bother you | |
And you' d smile as I spoke | |
You' re a little child | |
Losing his hope | |
And in the trappings of the silent snow | |
That fell over night | |
And won' t let me go | |
Oh I know that the shame is mine | |
And the blame is my own to bear | |
Well I don' t think and I don' t feel | |
A cold chill doesn' t grip me yet | |
My chest is half empty | |
My mind a blank cassette | |
Tomorrow seems a dark distant threat | |
And if I knew what had pushed you | |
So far from my heart or my mind | |
Well would it give you comfort | |
Or strength of some kind | |
And would it give you peace | |
As I leave you behind | |
And in the trappings of the silent snow | |
That fell over night | |
And won' t let me go | |
Oh I know that the shame is mine | |
And the blame is my own to bear | |
Oh I will never belong | |
Belong to anyone | |
Oh I will never belong | |
Belong to anyone | |
Belong to anyone | |
Belong to anyone | |
And in the trappings of the silent snow | |
That fell over night | |
And won' t let me go | |
Oh I know that the shame is mine | |
And the blame is my own to bear |
I am weak and I am selfish | |
You are but a guest in my heart | |
Welcome for now | |
But soon must depart | |
You' re a Catherine Wheel | |
Spinning its last | |
You' d speed past the hedgerows | |
I' d ask if it' s ok if I smoke | |
You' d say it doesn' t bother you | |
And you' d smile as I spoke | |
You' re a little child | |
Losing his hope | |
And in the trappings of the silent snow | |
That fell over night | |
And won' t let me go | |
Oh I know that the shame is mine | |
And the blame is my own to bear | |
Well I don' t think and I don' t feel | |
A cold chill doesn' t grip me yet | |
My chest is half empty | |
My mind a blank cassette | |
Tomorrow seems a dark distant threat | |
And if I knew what had pushed you | |
So far from my heart or my mind | |
Well would it give you comfort | |
Or strength of some kind | |
And would it give you peace | |
As I leave you behind | |
And in the trappings of the silent snow | |
That fell over night | |
And won' t let me go | |
Oh I know that the shame is mine | |
And the blame is my own to bear | |
Oh I will never belong | |
Belong to anyone | |
Oh I will never belong | |
Belong to anyone | |
Belong to anyone | |
Belong to anyone | |
And in the trappings of the silent snow | |
That fell over night | |
And won' t let me go | |
Oh I know that the shame is mine | |
And the blame is my own to bear |