Snow
(alternatively strum chords above)
People go dancing, crowded rooms,
My head is getting tired, darkness looms,
Children go cursing at their only cause.
Why won't it snow, like they said it would,
What is it that they know, that I really should...
Take a look in the mirror, it don't glow,
My face is getting thinner, darkness shows,
Children go cursing at their only cause.
(repeat), then....
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David Thompson ([emailprotected])