I've known mornings white as diamonds

Silent from a night so cold

Such a stillness calm as the owl glides

Our lives are buried in snow oh oh

I was sifting through the piles

In my hand a tangled thread

Each patient tug upon the snarl

Is a glimpse of what has been oh oh

Burdened bands gain strong hands

Gaping holes where diamonds should be

Must have been the morning that stole them

A glint of white in the pocket of winter oh oh

And some hearts are ghosts settling down in dark waters

Just as silt grows heavy and drowns with the stones

Some hearts are ghosts settling down in dark waters

Just as silt grows heavy and drowns with the stones oh oh

I've known mornings white as diamonds

Silent from a night so cold

Such a stillness calm as the owl glides

Our lives are buried in snow

Our lives are buried in snow