If you were to roll down your window
You'd find the wind, the ice, the trees
that sway like skeletons outside
But when the cold, the dark, and the silence come
it's like a sudden rush of water through your heart and lungs
Can you smell the sweetness of the soil and snow in the wind?
So we're lost out here on the plains, my love
It's only wind and ice and trees that wave from above
It's been lovely and rainy all day long, so I'm feeling very whimsical. And who better for whimsy than the delightful Natalie Perkins?