Frost

Frost - Coast Modern

On trees the apple freeze

With the weather's change

Trudging through a lake of leaves

The blue sky turns to gray

And the sun is a ghost

You were there by my side

Said you'd never leave

I'll be fine it's the lord's design

The way you lie to me is my favorite thing about you

'Cause without a bit of magic

But there's nothing but the truth

I called the shots made the plays

Till you came around and stole my flame girl

But now I'm lack of life breathing slow

Looking 'round for a way out of these chains

Past the creek at the forest's edge

In a field we rolled the stones

Made a shrine to the summertime

But now it's filled with snow

And the home of a wolf

In the night I have spied it looking in on me

I bet in its head it plots

The death of all humanity

And the things that we built for himself

'Cause we know without magic heaven would be hell

You called the shots made the plays

Till I came around and stole your flame girl

And you lack of life breathing slow

Looking 'round for a way out of these chains

Well I ain't ever gonna change

You ain't ever gonna change

'Cause on the trees the tangerines

Are dripping with that sunshine

So ripe it's overripe

It's grapevines

It's alcohol in January

Freezing so it's necessary

The bottle of that moonshine

We could have a good time in the winter with you