
Snow
First light city streets they are white, pristine
Waiting on the tracks of the early machines
This city is so pretty when the snow falls just at dawn
Hey paper boy how about them Celts
This snow keeps falling, think it’s never gonna melt
This city is so pretty
Got a cup of coffee, a Sunday Globe
A table by the window, watch the plows in the road
This city is so pretty
From ships in the night, good sailors from the sea
Walk the streets at dawn down on Beacon Street
This city is so pretty
They are so far from home
Snow is deep
And the road is long
Snow is deep
And the road is long
They are so far from home
There's a stranger on the street
He is way out of sorts
He says hey mister I’ve come up short
You got any change
The Lord loves a giver I believe
It's small change to a stranger
Change on the street
Change to a man
Thought he’d never get beat
Well there's a thousand ways
A man in the snow gets lost
They are so far from home
Snow is deep
And the road is long
Snow is deep
And the road is long
So far from home
There's snow upon the ocean
There's snow upon the land
Talk about forgiveness
Help me understand
Why I hold on tight
I do not let go
I walk these streets
I am frozen in snow
First light city streets are white, pristine
They're waiting on the tracks of the dirty machines
First light city streets are white, pristine
They are waiting
Appears on cotton, The Pretty World Trilogy
and Horses and Stars