We fly like falcons over sheets of soft snow
Listening to the distant kinks and grinds of steel
against rails
The scent of snow cools my mind
And I taste the blueness of the sky

Laguna Beach, California
We fly like falcons over sheets of soft snow
Listening to the distant kinks and grinds of steel
against rails
The scent of snow cools my mind
And I taste the blueness of the sky
