Fleet Foxes - “White Winter Hymnal”
I was following the pack all swallowed in their coats
With scarves of red tied ‘round their throats
To keep their little heads
From falling in the snow
And I turned ‘round and there you go
And Michael, you would fall
And turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime
(via bow2arnow)
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