there is a winter’s white
that dances across her cheek;
a cold and beautiful light
that scolds away the dark
soothes my weary bones to sleep;
she’s an unsung song
echoing lovely in the cathedral of my mind
there is a winter’s white
that dances across her cheek;
a cold and beautiful light
that scolds away the dark
soothes my weary bones to sleep;
she’s an unsung song
echoing lovely in the cathedral of my mind
