It’s always beautiful weather
On one side of the window
Somewhere warm I could watch from
Picture the wind blow
Here where nothing could melt me
I swear I never felt this bums, become snow
I carry that wherever I go
I walk on the water, I answer to no man
I am the snowman, I am the snowman
And your memory’s dead now
Leave the shits in the bedroom
Stop walking through walls dear
Up and down in that …
No matter how long your hair and your fingernails grow
Your memory’s dead now, believe me I’d know
I broke all the roses
I cut off my own hand
I am the snowman, I am the snowman
Out on the hill side, the sun rises …
And you won’t find the bodies
Everything’s missing
The shadows we swallow
Spill into the hollow below
Now we carry that weather wherever we go
We are the ghost weak, don’t even believe in
We are the snowmen, we are the snowmen
But there was a time when
There was time when