Day of the First Snow (M. McDonald)
Sometimes it's so precious when boredom works for me
Sometimes it's pretentious when I use analogies
I've got something, an idea, something for you and me
But it's simple, no lying, and no analogies
Let's not look for answers Let's not ask any questions
Let's not state the obvious It probably isn't worth the mention
The day of the first snow I clutch my collar around my neck
My fingers have no feeling, I run out of cigarettes
I phone you and say nothing, and curse the world the rest of the day
But I know there's no pressure we don't need anything to say
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I would take you down to my house sit you down and have some tea
And when we were done at my house, you would have been with me
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