This is a song called "Snow" by my favorite band, Sleeping at Last. It is from their "December" EP which was part of a year-long collection of EPs (one for each month of the year, containing 3 songs each) called "Yearbook". The video below is a compilation of shots sent in by fans...
Here are the beautiful lyrics... My favorites lines are in bold and these words are floating through my thoughts tonight, on this last day of 2011:
The branches have traded
Their leaves for white sleeves
All warm blooded creatures make ghosts as they breathe
Scarves are wrapped tightly like gifts under trees
Christmas lights tangle in knots annually
All families huddle closely
Betting warmth against the cold
All the bruises seem to surface
Like mud beneath the snow
So we sing carols softly
As sweet as we know
A prayer that our burdens will lift as we go
Like young love still waiting under mistletoe
We'll welcome December with tireless hope
Let our bells keep on ringing
Making angels in the snow
And may the melody disarm us
When the cracks begin to show
Like the petals in our pockets
May we remember who we are
Unconditionally cared for
By those who share our broken hearts
The table is set
And all glasses are full
The pieces go missing
May we still feel whole
We'll build new traditions in place of the old
Cause life without revision will silence our souls
Let the bells keep on ringing
Making angels in the snow
And may the melody surround us
When the cracks begin to show
Like the petals in our pockets
May we remember who we are
Unconditionally cared for
By those who share our broken hearts
As gentle as feathers
The snow piles high
Our world gets rewritten and retraced every time
Like fresh plates and clean slates
Our future is white
New Years resolutions are reset tonight
I thought I had left a comment a few days ago.... holiday brain, maybe not?
ReplyDeleteI listened to the music... a little dreary sounding.... but do appreciate one of your favorite phrase
We'll build new traditions in place of the old
Cause life without revision will silence our souls
Dreary? Hmm... Although it is pretty low key, I find it more calming and quietly hopeful than dreary. Somewhat like a gray December morning with new-fallen snow: quiet and contemplative. BUT, I suppose that's just testament to the quirks of personal taste and creative appreciation. A lot of artists would be out of business without it! ;)
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