I was in a state Around the house Constant disarray Of my thoughts Waiting for a flight To clear my head Always at my best When I arrive Holiday parade We laugh, it rains Covered with our hoods, I shield my face Fragile China piece around your neck Celebration drinks, my shirt's a wreck It's quiet here and I have learned to breath Rest easily I promise not to leave The cold has not quite left your home just yet Artificial heat does its best Mystery of light prevails tonight A ring around the moon we can't decide In symphony the Earth is turning green Just dirt beneath No worries at our feet In symphony We laugh with all we see Just dirt beneath No worries at our feet Pacing around Your floor can't be found Clothes on the ground I'm pacing around