The New Year Paroles

ice

the tree is a frosty flag staff

the mountain's an aching back

that's clinched in a coil

(under frigid soil)

'cause the snow has started again



but the new year won't wait



oh, when i am old i'll look back at the way i was
and



you will get obscured by them,(go)







ah







(oh, when i am old i'll look back at the way i was

and time will feel so dark like every year's a deeper hue



and you will get obscured ,)