Snowfall at night, music.
Comes the bone house to rest.
Now, the pale house will dream
Of the world it knew best.
Doubts, through life must we bear
As strong men come or go.
Snowfall, broken-hearted,
Buries blustering foes.
Snowfall at night, music.
Comes the bone house to rest.
Now, the pale house will dream
Of the world it knew best.
Doubts, through life must we bear
As strong men come or go.
Snowfall, broken-hearted,
Buries blustering foes.
Jason Preu 