The Snow Queen dreams of glittering ice and honey,
While the King of the Summer dreams of the Snow Queen's eyes.
They're both circling round and round
On familiar holy ground,
And the King of the Summer knows that the Snow Queen lies.
And they'll only meet again on the day that he dies.

The Snow Queen sleeps in bowers of snow and ivory,
While the King of the Summer sleeps in the forest's arms.
They're both trying to do what's right
Lost in the fading limnal light,
And they've never had any defense from the other's charms.
And a season has little regret for the ones that it harms.

And she dreams of winter roses, fields of more than frozen snow,
And he dreams of summer blizzards, trees where arctic apples grow.
And they each dream of the other, and they each dream on their own,
And the days wear down the seasons as the sea wears down the stone.

The Snow Queen walks where even the sky bleeds twilight,
While the King of the Summer walks in an endless dawn.
They're both captives of what they are,
In a prison with days for bars,
And the years fade to ash before anyone knows that they're gone.
And the hands reaching out through the dark always wind up withdrawn.

The Snow Queen knows there isn't a happy ending,
While the King of the Summer knows how the circle turns.
They're both shadows the past throws down,
Snow and roses, thrones and crowns,
And the King of the Summer knows that her kisses burn.
And no matter how often they meet, they can never quite learn.

And she dreams of winter roses, fields of more than frozen snow,
And he dreams of summer blizzards, trees where arctic apples grow.
And they each dream of the other, and they each dream on their own,
And the days wear down the seasons as the sea wears down the stone.

And they dream forever autumn, when the frost first comes to call,
And the jack-o-lanterns flicker through the candied light of fall.
And the summer and the winter can go walking hand in hand,
And a queen can be a woman, and a king is just a man.

The Snow Queen dreams of kisses as sweet as honey,
While the King of the Summer dreams of the Snow Queen's hands.
They're both circling round and round
On familiar holy ground,
And the King of the Summer knows that she understands.
And they'll dance to turn the year, and they'll dance for their lands.

They're both circling round and round
On familiar holy ground,
And the King of the Summer's hands cup the Snow Queen's heart.
And they're both of them dancing alone...and they're never apart.


Written on: 2008-04-07. Seanan McGuire


Lyrics submitted by Nonny

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