Weekend Folky Ballad Jam

It's no false alarm, a whispered hymn

Cold wind hums its frozen rim

Your breath, loud, fades and stays

In this quiet, tangled maze

Oh, winter's love, so pleading, so near, warmth in the cold

The world disappears, your hand in mine, winters and breaks don't slip away

Boundaries claw the pale white sky

Shadows stretch but they don't lie

Your eyes burn through the silver haze

If I laugh in these endless days

Winter's love so fleeting

Winter's embrace don't slip away