From Fire To Snow

{slow

solo nylon-string guitar

arpeggio} (ahhhh) {melancholy solo horn distant} Red dust on my shoes under

the San Salvador sun

We learned to run before we ever learned to walk,

son

Watching shadows move behind the mango trees

Praying for a quiet night,

down on our knees {acoustic guitar,

quiet percussion starts} I crossed the map to find a peaceful sky

But the cold winds blow and still I ask why

Left the tropical heat for the northern snow

But the ghosts of the past never let me go

(never let me go) {swelling string section,

heavy sub bass} Landing in Toronto,

looking at the tower tall Thought the concrete borders would break down

my wall But a car backfires on a quiet winter street And

I'm back in the dust,

tasting defeat Spitfire sirens,

hiding in the dark Now I'm shivering alone in a silent city

park {snare gets sharper,

guitar gets tense} I crossed the map to find a peaceful sky

But the cold winds blow and still I ask why

Left the tropical heat for the northern snow

But the ghosts of the past never let me go

(never let me go) {heavy orchestral strings,

full beat driving} {drums drop out,

only acoustic guitar and solo horn remain} Still searching for the peace...

(hummmm) In the northern snow...

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out}