Pocket (montreal)
EDEN
The zipper broke
Now I can't open up my pocket
Your guard is up
So we're just shadowboxing
And they called it lost
But I still feel it in there somewhere
But my hands are cold
You said "Then get out the snow, it's not difficult"
She said, "Do I believe in angels?"
(I can't call right now)
Can't rely on what I can't see
(Couldn't save it by now)
So why can't you tell me something? (And this love is no fun)
(There's no caring this time)
It doesn't feel like love, lying ([?])
(Ya, a peace sign)
But my zipper broke
And I can't open up my pocket
I can't open up I know
It's old
Snow
Snow
That's all
