And if the snow buries my
my neighborhood.
And if my parents are crying
then I'll dig a tunnel
from my window to yours
yeah a tunnel from my window to yours.
You climb out the chimney
and meet me in the middle
the middle of town.
And since there's no one else around
we let our hair grow long
and forget all we used to know
then our skin gets thicker
from living out in the snow.
You change all the lead
sleepin' in my head
as the day grows dim
I hear you sing a golden hymn.
Then we tried to name our babies
but we forgot all the names that
the names we used to know.
But sometimeswe remember our bedrooms
and our parent's bedrooms
and the bedrooms of our friends.
Then we think of our parents
well what ever happened to them?!
You change all the lead
sleepin' in my head to gold
as the day grows dim
I hear you sing a golden hymn
the song I've been trying to say.
Purify the colorspurify my mind.
Purify the colorspurify my mind
and spread the ashes of the colors
over this heart of mine!