Shake up the snowflakes
Come over frosty
I will be your snowball baby
You can be my whiteout squall
Come over frosty
I will be your snowball baby
You can be my whiteout squall
Drifting, drifting…
Soft and new
Buried up to the neck
Until we are blue
Mould me virgin snow-maid
Blow me into shape
Make my nose a carrot
Those are coals that were his eyes
Rolling, rolling…
Crystal
Everything is clear and perfect
As forever
Meltdown man had a heart in winter
Lions ran from his bloodless vanity
Then she came and blew his hatred
Buried up to the neck
Until we are blue
Mould me virgin snow-maid
Blow me into shape
Make my nose a carrot
Those are coals that were his eyes
Rolling, rolling…
Everything is clear and perfect
As forever
Meltdown man had a heart in winter
Lions ran from his bloodless vanity
Then she came and blew his hatred
Into a swirl of perfect sanity
Nice-girl, ice-guy (or vicey versey)
Forming,
falling,
O my pride and beauty – have no
mercy
storming, squalling
storming, squalling
You are love
incarnate
Patterns in the morning
Shake up the snowflakes
Let’s make a slide
I will be your bob sleigh baby
You be the mist in my glassy sighs
Patterns in the morning
Shake up the snowflakes
Let’s make a slide
I will be your bob sleigh baby
You be the mist in my glassy sighs
Drifting, drifting…
Soft and new
Buried up to the neck
Until we are blue
Melt me on your tongue
Melt me on your tongue.
Buried up to the neck
Until we are blue
Melt me on your tongue
Melt me on your tongue.
She levitates.
image - dante and beatrice.
image - dante and beatrice.
