Winter, relationship struggles, and the realization of my insignificance.
A guy and an acoustic guitar
Story behind the song
Based loosely on a true incident.
Lyrics
Another bitter winter morning, I watch the snow falling from a charcoal sky,
And sit directing my attention to the softness there outside.
Your list of tasks before the weekend, the small and big things that you say must be done,
So you leave in pressured silence, in a race against the sun.
Now you’ll be late for your meeting because we woke and made love in night.
“Just a minor inconvenience,” you said and dressed without the lights.
You leave the first tracks of the morning on the blanket of snow from last night,
Set aglow by the taillights, back to gray when you turn right.
Again reminded where I stand in your dreams and your plans.
Just a chore to be done: check it off, then you’re gone.
Your picture smiling in the hallway. I took that shot on our trip that July,
The day before I said I love you. You kissed my cheek and then you cried.
Maybe I’ll call in sick this morning, ski the canyon to the cave up on the hill.
Begin the healing in the darkness and calm my mind by being still.
When I told you that I love you, you kissed my cheek and then you cried.
