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

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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

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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