Finding all the little blips, in-betweens
Now with deepening meaning
And how nice to flit about untethered
In the snow
Red cardinals
Squawk and fly around
Backyard to backyard
Cradling it all
Here for whatever
Who really knows?
Keeping on the sunny side
Grey streetcar ride
What little light goes slow
Heartening to know that nothing really goes away
Heartening to know that nothing really goes away
Nothing really goes away
Another wave rolling
All the stores closed
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yеah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yеah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
