Winterthru – Echolyn – letras

I heard the winterthru the eveningI saw the winterthru the treesKnee deep in silenceImmune to the world around meWinterthru a crack in the doorWinterthru the bones of the poorNovember’s wind, December’s windAre getting warmer nowGone are the days of the Garity’s and Bergey HillSliding headlong into memoriesDreaming of a white ChristmasWinter cut thru my breathI’m wrapped tight in a one piece snowsuitLaughter kept me warmFor the task of building snowmenWith a race against the sunI always lost, I never wonGone are the days of a frozen pond, frozen toesSkating headlong into memoriesDreaming of a white Christmas