Seasonal Change by Curious Quail

Shoveling that snow by the crate
till your arms break
You say nothing holds you back like this place
Won't you write up a take

where you’re the greatest one they know
and the bravest one I’m told
And they’d miss you if you go

Trying to prevent all the change
Till your arms break
Nothing holds you back like this place
Won't you write up that take

That you’re the bravest one they know
And the strangest one I'm told
But they'll miss you when you go

Motherfucker you count your friends on one hand and
these people are scared of you
As you grasp at straws like they’re lifelines

Motherfucker don’t act like you have a plan
To somehow make this ok
And the colder weather haunts you

Trying to prevent all the change
Till your arms break

• Alternative
• alternative rock
• chiprock
• chiptune
• indie rock
• orchestral rock
• pop rock
• New Haven