A Year Ago

He's so slow
Caught in the brush by his toes
And forced to know
A man of his age never grows
The wind blows his skin tone away
From barstools, to carpools, to shame

Snow turned hail
A train on its way to derail
That plastic man
He glows in the dark when he can
The scaffold is all cooled in clay
Admiring the sirens at play

I told you to play it where it lands
And then I went and played right in your hands
Again

She's so cold
Her socks and her shoes filled with snow
Yet he's always
Breathing the ashes she lays
His head spins; it upends her day
But in skies bright or dead night
They say

I told you to play it where it lands
And then I went and played right in your hands
But in your grasp there's growth I hadn't planned
From white to green
And icy sleet to sand

Do you remember
Last December?
'Cause December
Remembers
Today



Credits
Writer(s): James Hranowskyj
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