Cold

There’s something magical about winter, you know?
Let me tell you about December 8th of last year,
Here I am, walking out of
Tim Hortons at midnight,
(Gotta love them 24 hour ones)
And the night sky is so damn black that all the snowflakes be falling,
Touchin’ ma face and I couldn’t help but reach out and try and touch em.
That was a night.
I got another.
Not a night one, but a winter one still.
I got me and some dewy-eyed girl off on a snow day, hiding indoors from the piles of slush,
letting the fireplace heat us up as we ignore the movie on the telly and get real close.
So tell me you ain’t warmin’ up
to this weather.
But dear lord, this one day has me in a fright.
Rain during night freezin’ over.
We woke up to ice so thin you wouldn’t even of noticed.
But the car came and picked me up and we drove so slow, I think the turtle would be laughin’.
The roads were a deathtrap, cars hunched on the sides, hitting the grass.
Dear lord, I thought we about to die.
I ran inside my school and I counted all of my friends.
Twice to be sure.
Honey, you don’t know what you gonna get with this kind of winter.