Fractured water, floating down,
Upon the silence of the town,
Upon the silence of the town,
Muffling noise and cloaking trees,
Piling up from cool crisp breeze,
Piling up from cool crisp breeze,
Covering lake, hill, and street,
Softening the falls of hurrying feet,
Softening the falls of hurrying feet,
Cleansing the land before it white,
Vowing to last throughout the night,
Vowing to last throughout the night,
To still be alive with the morning sun
Beckoning you out to join in the fun,
Beckoning you out to join in the fun,
Calling your name in the bright thin air,
Easing your worry, replacing your care,
Easing your worry, replacing your care,
With thoughts of joy, and love, and peace,
Blanketing the world in its silvery fleece.
Blanketing the world in its silvery fleece.
Copyright © 1991 - Marty Vandermolen
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