Early Winter

And so she told me, she goes running with wolves
They speak to her in broken English
Orion's empty, but Ursa Major's full
The scent of cigarettes extinguished

La-da-da, an early winter is softly creeping
Don't I know her bird can't sing
La-da-da, an early winter, while she was sleeping
And I'm not expecting Spring

The first rays of sunset are printed on her skin
They keep the rattlesnakes in hiding
There comes a flicker when you think you've found your twin
But hearts are predisposed to lying

There must be some place where that happy feeling goes
Why does the march of time conceal it?
Just like the flash of pain from when she pierced her nose
It's gone as quickly as we feel it



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Frederick Jaffe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link