Wintersong



I've been counting down from ten



So we can hide and seek again



With promise just around the bend



Beyond the trees



We've been running through the groves



With just some fig leaves for our clothes



And the windfall down in droves around our knees



We were strolling through your garden



With me begging for your pardon



Cuz my heart began to harden in the ice



Snow began to flutter



And the trees began to mutter that



"It's best you close the shutters in paradise"



While the spell comes flooding through



All the trains leave Waterloo



And the planes still overdue began to land



There's a key that must be turned



While the summits are adjourned



But you seem so unconcerned with things at hand



Now it's Rings around the Rosie



With your pockets full of posies



And the Eden's always cozy when it's still



When the winter comes undone



And spills its ice across the sun



Pushing stones as best we can up every hill