Oh, you left me out in the cold
so you could walk across my skin
Barred from feeling again
Outside you stalked alone to my sounds
denied from the sacrificial lens
Prying underneath all the bends
Well,
I'll stay right behind
your mirrored ways
Implied without solitude some days
Fights ablush with pillowed rage
Looks like everything has died
Well,
I'll stay right behind
your mirrored ways
Then I can finally say
goodbye in my way
I'll lift this burden
so you can run
Unhitch your shoulders
from finished loads
Take off your armor, I'm retired
from this nettled mode
Fold your hand, it's over
No more waiting around
for miraculous encounters
to find their way to life
You have to let this go
You have to eat your words
Find the time to make amends
with these remnants in your hands
of yesterday...
Three renditions of “Snowflakes in July” explore all aspects of the song’s stunning beauty, including a mind-blowing 17-minute live version. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 15, 2020