Black snow falling on him
Black snow on blind Jim
Cold heat shutting him in
Blind feet guiding blind Jim
He's never seen
The skies
Never complained
Owen Dye has his brother
But never explained
He's never seen
The leaves
Of golden glow
As far as
He knows
It's only
Black snow
Falling on him
Falling on him
Falling on him
Falling on him
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh Jim
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh Jim
Black
Black
Snow
He's never, it's in the sky
That he never complains
Oh God, God
Someone, someone help me explain
You see
He's never seen the leaves
Soft, gold glow
It's all the same
You see, it's all the same to him
It's all black, black snow
Dark blue
Black snow
It's all the same to him
It's all the same to him
