Great Parades - River Whyless

Go where the cold don’t bother you so

And chill up your heart--you'll stifle it’s growth

With the warmth of your arms there you will find your repose

Light crackin' down on the mountainside

We run and seek out the holes for to hide

But I’m not the one who’s white inside

Give me a house that sits in the sun

And with every shout know you’re the one

And I found you out, out of everyone

Snow caving in the roof of this place

Sticks wet on your skin like ivory paste

And I want to put the color back into your face