Someday I will record this song... I promise.
I see the footprints, you made in the snow
Among the leaves of the fall...
But when I look behind, I could never find
What I was and, where it was that...
I came from the dust
Into the dust I shall return...
And I see the signs, that will always remind
of what it feels to know your world is to
Burn......
While the skies grow so...
Cold......
And the heavens part and..
When the stars shed
tears of blood
They rain as flakes of snow.
Could it be I misread what you're eyes are telling me...
What you couldn't understand why you wouldn't let me be...
Maybe we were meant to do this all our lives
And all our dreams are just one big lie...
Or maybe in our very own insignificant way...
We are special... Our very own...
Snowflake......
Our very own...
Snowflake......
Our very own...
SNOOWFLAAAAKE..
---Guitar Solo... If I can play it, its not good enough---
I don't melt... I burn.
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