January Hymn - The Decemberists

On a winter’s Sunday I go To clear away the snow

And green the ground below

April all an ocean away

Is this the better way to spend the day?

Keeping the winter at bay

What were the words I meant to say before you left?

When I could see your breath lead

Where you were going to Maybe I should just let it be And maybe it will all come back to me Sing: O January O How I lived a childhood in snow

And all my teens in tow

Stuffed in strata of clothes

Pale the winter days after dark

Wandering the gray memorial park

A fleeting beating of hearts

What were the words I meant to say before she left?

When I could see her breath lead

Where she was going to Maybe I should just let it be And maybe it will all come back to me Sing: O January O