Ice and Crows

I need my hairbrush
If you need me to stay
The car windows rolled down
Just like in 1998
Snare drum in the snow
Rolled over in the mountain
Filled with ice and crows
They don’t know how to speak
Burning cassettes
As you lift up your head
Learning where I can’t find
The melody of my life
The song bends around me
You’re the girl of my conscience
The memory that fades
Into the song
Snare drum in the snow
Rolled over in the mountain
Filled with ice and crows
They don’t know how to speak
Blinds create empty space
The buzz of the kill in me
You hear just one breath
And they’re free
Sad to see
The ones who care
All dwindle into
The absent air
The girl who loved
Now broken with
Colored dye in her hair