all the things you fear, cover them with snow
even though spring always shows herself.
every spirit you may treasure burry it under snow
even though summer’s sun will come with a spirited joy.
some of the souls you encounter, carefully let them in snow
even though u know your soul felt somehow before.
and when the snow overcomes your pains, it numbs you until you cant feel,
there’s always hope for the suns of all the springs and summers.