An Isolation song.
electronica
indie
smooth jazz
piano
classical
instrumental
new age
film
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Lyrics
The snow is falling as it has for days.
Each flake a thought in the windswept maze.
Each fallen angel melts
In the Hell of my fire.
Lift the receiver of the telephone,
But all I hear is a distant drone
Just like the wind
Beyond my icy window.
I sent a letter, but it was returned.
“No such person, Address unknown.”
I said, “The snow is falling as it has for days…”
The stamp was missing, ink smeared by a tear.
That perfumed scent said you’d held it near,
But it dropped to the ground,
A snowflake falling.
I saw a deer on the ridge last night.
I looked again but she was gone from sight.
How do these warm souls vanish
Before desire?
I sent a letter, but it was in vain.
“No such person, what do you hope to gain?”
I said, “This snow it blankets all the warmth I’ve known…”
This snow it blankets all the warmth I’ve known.
It dulls the sense that I am alone.
New Spring may come or eternal Winter.
I sent a letter, but it was to me.
“No such person, why can’t you see?”
I said, “The heart’s an ember that will just burn on…”
The heart’s an ember that will just burn on.
It makes no sense with its fiery song.
The snow may smother,
But the heart smolders ever.