The First Snow

the summer’s gone you spend half your night off on the phone pacing around yer gonna wear a rut trying to make her understand what you do not

then you hang up and it’s so quiet and you look out into the cold night you’re getting older but you still never learn it’s like you’re frozen in a frozen world

and then you feel it the stillness moves it’s like a tiny voice in a silent room

the first snow the first snow, it’s so slow the first snow,

then you know it a thing you’ve never known that you won’t outgrow it but you’ll move along and into your bed to lie alone but you’ll be fine dreaming of the first snow

the first snow the first snow feel it float like the first snow