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We found ourselves buried under snowAs we dig our way out, we see the sun shining at the surfaceEd told me I wouldnt need a sweatshirtI never thought that hed be rightWe searched for ghosts and all we found was the death of our winter selvesThese nights are few and far betweenThese nights are exactly what I neededRubber soles on rubber wheels pushing against the groundWe found ourselves buried under snowMadeline told me her clothes would smell burnt for at least a couple of daysWe formed inside jokes as the fires smoke made it hard to breatheThese kids are few and far betweenThese kids are exactly what I neededFragile hearts on fragile lawn chairs laying against the groundWe found ourselves buried under snowAs we dig our way out, we see the sun shining at the surface Aus Songtexte Mania