[Lyric] Fallen Snow (Pram)

Fallen snow muffles the city sounds
Queasily we too, we become voiceless
And I hate it when the winds blow older
Almost as much as I hate being alone

Hyacinths can start to grow in the dark
Me, I need the sunlight
And I hate it when the winds blow older
Almost as much as I hate being alone

Hurried love is like an avalanche
Ruins everything it touches
And I hate a love that's horrid
Almost as much as I hate being alone