You could catch a cold, dear
I am scared out loud from the kitchen stove
In my frantic state
I am overwhelmed, you are blue to your chest

You're fine
You are all too young to give it up

I am not afraid, dear
She weeps to herself in the corridor
While the night brings snowfall
You crawl to your bed in a vulnerable fit

You're not fine

How the progress eludes
In our violent pursuit

Quiet as the cold grave
Is the house in its sound, in the afternoon
While fire does not warm one
We pay our dues from the living room floor

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How We Mourned, in the Winter song meanings
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