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White Snow Lyrics
At this moment, monks are in deep meditation somewhere.
Unaware that cellular phone conversations are interrupting their prayer.
NASA is beaming coordinates to satellites around Mars.
From their radar, through my body, then out to yours, and out to the stars.
Baton toss from them, to me, to you, from them, to me, to you.
Baton toss from them, to me, to you, from them, to me, to you...
White snow, we're static. We can't help but interfere with this. (yeah.)
It's automatic and tragic and scientifically so magic we can't see what's running through us.
We follow hearts where eyes won't let us go.
Let love exist between the lines just like white snow.
Invisible to us, we must trust that they won't bring us harm.
While the ghost who walk among us are more than a little jealous they are sounding their dead alarm.
Baton toss from them, to me, to you, from them, to me, to you.
Baton toss from them, to me, to you, from them, to me, to you...
White snow, we're static. We can't help but interfere with this.
It's automatic and tragic and scientifically so magic we can't see what's running through us.
We follow hearts where eyes won't let us go.
Let love exist between the lines just like white snow.
White snow, we're static. We can't help but interfere with this. (YEAH!)
It's automatic and tragic and scientifically so magic we can't see what's running through us.
We're white snow, we're static. We can't help but interfere with this.
It's automatic and tragic and scientifically so magic we can't see what's running through us.
We follow hearts where eyes won't let us go.
Let love exist between the lines just like white snow...
Baton toss from them, to me, to you, from them, to me, to....
Unaware that cellular phone conversations are interrupting their prayer.
NASA is beaming coordinates to satellites around Mars.
From their radar, through my body, then out to yours, and out to the stars.
Baton toss from them, to me, to you, from them, to me, to you...
It's automatic and tragic and scientifically so magic we can't see what's running through us.
We follow hearts where eyes won't let us go.
Let love exist between the lines just like white snow.
While the ghost who walk among us are more than a little jealous they are sounding their dead alarm.
Baton toss from them, to me, to you, from them, to me, to you.
Baton toss from them, to me, to you, from them, to me, to you...
It's automatic and tragic and scientifically so magic we can't see what's running through us.
We follow hearts where eyes won't let us go.
Let love exist between the lines just like white snow.
It's automatic and tragic and scientifically so magic we can't see what's running through us.
We're white snow, we're static. We can't help but interfere with this.
It's automatic and tragic and scientifically so magic we can't see what's running through us.
We follow hearts where eyes won't let us go.
Let love exist between the lines just like white snow...
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