Текст песни Snow - Hunter G K Thompson

Glowing edge, the moon meets the naked
Branches of the trees.
Flowers float like ghosts unharmed
In the middle of the stream.
Thus they'll taste of smoke still,
Permeates the air.
But embers have yet to touch this earth
Of which our homes bow chair
As the owl feather fall
Despite the wind,
The comfort of its flight
Helps me to understand
The reasons for the time
In which we're in.
It blows away the shadows
And the ashes fall like snow,
The ashes fall like snow,
The ashes fall like snow,
The ashes fall like snow
(Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh)
You painted on your daughter's face,
With the mud the rain had made.
Then we'd all began to play make-believe,
And left the bills unpaid
As the owl feather falls
Despite the wind,
The comfort of its flight
Helps me to understand
The reason for the times
In which we're in.
It blows away the shadow
And the ashes fall like snow,
The ashes fall like snow,
The ashes fall like snow,
The ashes fall like snow
(Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh BABY!!)