I dreamt of snow in the darkness
Its quiet embrace
Holding us white and unconnected to the world
A floating dream of kisses and snowflakes
The place we should have always been
But it's gone now

Icy hexagons are stacked up on my sill
But it's different, if you will
No footsteps in the drifts
The harsh metallic ring resounds
Of spade on frozen ground
Bow your head
Here comes a hearse
And on it lies my heart, still beating
Still warm