We Carry White Mice - Snowbird

When lacy wears decompose

I do not know, where do they go?

Oh, it is a subtle thing, melting right into the air

Oh, the edges crisp and frayed

Tiny pin eyes, sink in a shell

Oh, it is a subtle thing, melting right into the air

And then we carry white mice to the prairie to see

When lacy wings decompose

I do not know, where do they go?

Oh, it is a subtle thing, melting right into the air

And then we carry white mice to the prairie to see

Them ascend & remember… remember

What is white

All the edges crisp & frayed

Tiny pin eyes, sink in a shell

Oh, it is a subtle thing, melting right into the air

And then we carry white mice to the prairie to see

Them ascend & remember… remember

What is white, what is white…