And if the snow buries my

My neighborhood

And if my parents are crying

Then I'll dig a tunnel

From my window to yours 

Yeah, a tunnel from my window to yours



You climb out the chimney

And meet me in the middle

The middle of the town

And since there's no one else around

We let our hair grow long

And forget all we used to know

Then our skin gets thicker

From living out in the snow



You change all the lead

Sleeping in my head

As the day grows dim

I hear you sing a golden hymn



Then we tried to name our babies

But we forgot all the names that

The names we used to know

But sometimes, we remember our bedrooms

And our parent's bedrooms

And the bedrooms of our friends

Then we think of our parents

Well, what ever happened to them



You change all the lead

Sleeping in my head to gold

As the day grows dim

I hear you sing a golden hymn 

The song I've been trying to sing



Purify the colors, purify my mind

Purify the colors, purify my mind

And spread the ashes of the colors

Over this heart of mine!