We occupy the same atmosphere,
But in these darker times we're gasping for seperate air.
You mistrust and I revere,
In a state of unified yet disparate care.
There's nary a humble way to be so dependent
on someone else's time.
To shape this stalemate into something resplendent
we'll have to sacrifice our pride.
We're occupied by the same recollections,
But through these parables we've come to opposing themes.
The story we tell of when our hearts fell could serve redemption,
If we could visualise our ends and consolidate our means.
There's nary a simple way to be so invested
in someone's state of mind,
But to impeach the versions of ourselves that we've elected
and unearth the secrets they hide.
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