Who can say when this blew in
Or when it reached the bone
Earmuffs on, I do nothing but talk
And shovel the walk
The last to have known
Under the weather
You’re buried deep
Five and a half feet of snow
The room starts to thaw
Your skin is still raw
Bundle up
There’s nothing to show
We keep a sun on the table
A faded blue lamp
While clouds and all their recruits
In white parachutes
Are swarming the camp
Under the weather
You’re buried deep
Five and a half feet of snow
The room starts to thaw
Your skin is still raw
Bundle up
They don’t need to know
What drove the colors to hide?
And who scared the groundhog inside?
Is it too late to learn to take the season in stride?
Under the weather
You’re buried deep
Stars all eclipsed by the sky
It’s too much to lift
Too cold to keep stiff
But just wait
Please stand by
We can pack it before it gets dry
Build a fortress a dozen feet high
And together, we wait for July
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