The sun setting alone again in an unforgiving city of dark
Not one but you to answer to the broken world you've torn apart
It's not a question of if, but when, all the panic-stricken run to your door
We're not here to beg you for shelter,
We're here to make you pay for subscribing to the powers that be
You find, you see
Too bad that this gleaming page of your history will go unturned
Forgiveness don't come easily; it's a hard, hard lesson you learn
The taste of blood unmistakeable to you
Although you know it isn't your own
So don't try to talk me out of believing what I see
When it's lying here in front of me
You find, you see
Three renditions of “Snowflakes in July” explore all aspects of the song’s stunning beauty, including a mind-blowing 17-minute live version. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 15, 2020