She is falling
Too slow to grasp the calling
Below on the floor
She lets her demons go
She is falling
She sinks beneath the roof tops
And into the kitchen floor
We love her in the distance
As the winter spirits moan
We love her when she shifts
And as the days grow dark
And majestic as a cyclone
She falls into the world
This is how it goes
And it goes to show
That love is like fallen snow.