Snow

Snow on the cathedral stair
It's always winter there
Doors locked and frozen
but she left a window open

She wants to melt under the December sun
and run into the ocean and shed her soiled skin
but the bitter frost burns so hot and the sun is cold behind the clouds

Snow on the abbey floor
She could not love him any more
So she tried to love him less
A penance to confess

She wants to melt under the December sun
and run into the ocean and shed her soiled skin
but the bitter frost burns so hot and the sun is cold behind the clouds
the snow, the snow, the snow,
the snow keeps coming down