Ocean churning while I'm asleep The weight of the world is maybe something you don't feel but I do You don't reminisce but I do Sit there in silence staring out the window Thick hot lava rising in me Pouring out in interludes You don't like to let things free but I do You don't let it out but I do Messages from old times rubbed upon the window Patiently waiting for snow but it never ever comes Patiently waiting for snow but it never ever comes Crawling back to where we began I recall the minor things sentimental as I am about you Unimportant things about you Flying through a time change misting up the window Transit tripped-out lightens the load Feather clouds envelop me North Atlantic down below Far from you I'll be evermore far from you Belt up for landing rattling the window Patiently waiting for snow but it never ever comes Patiently waiting for snow but it never ever comes