Firework In The Falling Snow
Ready for a move, at the gun, fire on the trip back to 1
Strapping on the jets, we're good to fly
Firing after one last side eye, a firework in the falling snow
Maybe clean the heart off your sleeve
Careful of the mess that you leave
Oh you will be damned if you do
And if it's the price we've come to
I'll go as far as this thing goes
Whatever you're selling, I'll take it all...
Giving up the ghost, good to go
Digging through the big pile of coats
Wanted to be bright, bright and loud
Be the kind of thing that dies out
A firework in the falling snow
If you want to breathe forgotten arts
You got to believe the hard parts
Strapping on the jets, enjoy the show
And my next impression is called 'a firework in the falling snow'
Whatever you're selling, I'll take it all...
Steady in the cold, slightly high
Steady in the calm of the flight
Couldn't tell the highs from the lows
Who can tell the heart what to know
That's as much as I had, as I had to go on...
