[ti:]
[ar:]
[al:]
[00:22.28]You may rest assured.
[00:26.30]Though it's cold
[00:27.66]and the sidewalks are dirty and blurred.
[00:30.43]I got dreams of my own to observe,
[00:33.56]although they seldom reoccur.
[00:38.30]I'll wrap myself up,
[00:42.29]drop my last few coins into somebody's cup.
[00:46.20]Well, the label is usually lost,
[00:50.02]but I am not giving up.
[00:54.82]Cause when I met you in Communion Square,
[00:59.01]there was something in your hair,
[01:02.77]that looked like Styrofoam.
[01:06.37]Oh, it seems we may finally get some snow.
[01:26.17]With that we'll bury fall.
[01:30.09]Walk around, while cursing at the shopping malls.
[01:34.21]Pull the pant leg of night 'til
[01:37.17]it calls for us to forget it all.
[01:42.21]But I'll remember you, dear.
[01:46.19]As I stare at the ceiling/down into the beer.
[01:50.31]Make lists of the friends who reappeared,
[01:53.78]and the best records of the year.
[01:59.10]And though it seems we may be getting too old,
[02:02.88]stick your tongue out in the cold.
[02:07.15]Then you'll surely know
[02:10.55] that tonight we'll finally get some snow.