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Press your palm to your snow-coated thought cage, all over the place it s not too late
start with your fingers they finger the change
and then ride the wind down
Press your palm to your snow-coated thought cage, between us is nothing but grace
between the tall buildings are snow-coated alleys
and then ride the wind down
press your palm to your snow-coated thought cage
Falling over your face i fly out the window, you re bee stung here, start with your fingers they finger the change
that carries you home in our evening
you re bee stung there
and then ride the wind down
String me from heaven to time you bee stung, snow rides the wind down and drives past the window
All over the place it s not too late, between the tall buildings are snow-coated alleys
And then ride the wind down, you re bee stung here, carries me over your thinking
you re bee stung here
falling over your face i fly out the window
That carries you home in our evening, you re bee stung here
Between us is nothing but grace, between the tall buildings are snow-coated alleys
Start with your fingers they finger the change, press your palm to your snow-coated thought cage, and then ride the wind down
That carries you home in our evening, string me from heaven to time you bee stung
String me from heaven to time you bee stung, string me from heaven to time you bee stung
Press your palm to your snow-coated thought cage, that carries you home in our evening
Help me up when you hear me behind you falling, between the tall buildings are snow-coated alleys
Snow rides the wind down and drives past the window, you re bee stung here
press your palm to your snow-coated thought cage
you fit me into my place
between us is nothing but grace
Start with your fingers they finger the change, between us is nothing but grace
You re bee stung there, help me up when you hear me behind you falling, you re bee stung there
Press your palm to your snow-coated thought cage, between the tall buildings are snow-coated alleys
that carries you home in our evening
between us is nothing but grace
between the tall buildings are snow-coated alleys
you re bee stung here
Snow rides the wind down and drives past the window, string me from heaven to time you bee stung
snow rides the wind down and drives past the window
Between the tall buildings are snow-coated alleys, and then ride the wind down, and then ride the wind down
Snow rides the wind down and drives past the window, that carries you home in our evening