Lyrics:

Still night, nothing for miles, White curtain come down, Kill the lights in the middle of the road And take a look around..... It don't help to be one of the chosen One of the few, to be sure When the wheels are spinning around And the ground is frozen through, and you're Driven, like the snow Pure in heart Driven together And given Away to the west A white dress ?il the river don't run A black dress Looking like mine ?il the sun don't shine no more Where the sky meet the ground Where the street fold round Where the voice you hold don't make no sound, look Snow on the river and two by two Took a lot to live a lot like you, I don't Go there now, but I hear they sung Their