Lay cursed

The snow outside

A child dormant in hyde

He’s thinking bout the day

But it’s hard when he’s lying in bed

In the snow

Let go

They say stay away or be found dead

Was the day that he found her

In the snow

Let go

Siddhartha, the river it flow past & through

Past & through you

Siddhartha taught him to rid of his desire and rest his body anew

In the snow

Let go