Icelake

I can’t even make oats And my tupperware is broken When I try to explain Maybe next time I should soak them When you walk through the door It’s as if I add a tally Now I’m ready to go Try to feel somewhat less scraggly And walk through the snow Slide All the way home On the icelake Bridge made of snow looks bright Gliding in arms all around her Caden and I will fight Curled in the curve of the attic All the way through the night Quiet gestures and a frantic call "Please, just tell me I'm right" That’s why she’s on my mind I dream of it every night And walk through the snow Slide All the way home On the icelake Saskia throws high A snowball, oh no Feel the heartache This family grows and dies And lately it's been quite the battle Someday you’ll realize All of the reasons I walk through the snow