It's getting colder
The trees are full of it, all white on top of white on top of white
Ain't got no shovel
Ain't got no email
It's cold and the lights don't work
A man needs isolation but this is just a little too much
All this white on top of white
It's five feet high by the bridge the car's almost full under
All white on the hood
Maybe I could move the flakes with this here teaspoon
Maybe I could run out with tennis rackets strapped to my feet
No use
I can't shift it
I'm all snowed in
The doors won't open,
not even with my shoulder, the radiator's frozen and the power's gone
This gives me time
Time to think
Time to work myself out
White on top of white
Ain't got no shovel
Ain't even got a pigeon
God it's getting colder
I'm all snowed in

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