It crackles cold
When the fog hits
It's all that's being sold
All reasons untold
But now I know
Cos it's me caught in the hold
Now it's you
You speak to me in riddles
But now I know
cos it's you sitting in the middle
The rain hammers hard against the window pane
but the mess on the floor is like the mess in my brain
I feel insane, cos I can't show fear, fear of living without you here. Now I'm counting the days; my vision impaired and my thoughts engaged I feel enraged, cos now what's left? This is gonna take quite a while to digest
Three renditions of “Snowflakes in July” explore all aspects of the song’s stunning beauty, including a mind-blowing 17-minute live version. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 15, 2020