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Mr. Pine

Album: Head Against the Sky EP Durasi: 4:41

An icicle feast for my watery eyes

Racing slowly and frozen

An ice castle for us to live and come lie

We're holding hands under our palace of snow

Soft ice bread

It goes in and out, in and out

Firm tree sled

The wind's so pretty up and down

Yeah, up and down

Pale blue frosting cakes for us to feed on

Bright eyes always shining, always glowing

There are icicles that hang from our fingertips

Our fingertips, our fingertips

Soft ice bread

It goes in and out, in and out

Firm tree sled

The wind's so pretty up and down

Yeah, up and down

Soft ice bread

It goes in and out

Firm tree sled

The wind's so pretty up and down

Yeah, up and down

Follow the crystal air to the snowflake village

Where people made with gumdrops greet you

Merry mornings, Mr. Pine

Follow the crystal air to the snowflake village

Where people made with gumdrops greet you

Merry mornings, Mr. Pine

Soft ice bread

It goes in and out, in and out

Firm tree sled

The wind's so pretty up and down

Yeah, up and down

Soft ice bread

It goes in and out

Firm tree sled

The wind's so pretty up and down

Yeah, up and down