• Of Monsters and Men

    Barefoot in Snow

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You tell me a secret, I'm tellin' no soul,
all this pain in your pocket is heavy to hold.
I wish you were patient enough with yourself,
but it's dark in the hole, you're barefoot in snow.
 
We worship the devil, we worship the gods,
so it perfectly evens out to nothing at all.
I spoke with you Wednesday, we spoke before noon,
about how this old planet wasn't made for us two.
 
I wish I was happy,
I wish I was drippin' with joy.
It's so hard to be happy,
it's so hard to be drippin' with joy.
 
I tell you my secret, I tell you the truth,
I never had bright eyes, but had eyes on you.
If I could be in the heavenly hue,
could you take out the blue?
 
Your arms are a blizzard, I step in the snow.
Still feels like I'm dyin', but just not so slow.
Feels like I'm in some kind of control
and I can count to one, two, three.
 
I wish I was happy,
but I forgot my words.
I don't speak much lately
and I forgot to tell you maybe.
A wish for sun is wishful thinkin',
someone said a lot of nothing.
I lost my key inside your party
so you would call me back.
 
I wish I was happy,
I wish I was drippin' with joy.
It's so hard to be happy,
it's so hard to be drippin' with joy.
 
I wish I was happy,
I know that we're barefoot in snow.
So how to be happy?
I know that we're barefoot in snow.
 

 

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