Curt Kirkwood
"Snow"

Where we're going I don't know
I've seen that rainbow before
And I've seen that pot of gold shine

Where we're headed I don't care
I don't care also that's not fair
I guess dreaming has a dusty line

And it seems the sweetest things are hidden in the fire
Just like snow settles on barbed wire
And we find our troubles no matter where we are
Just like snow settles on barbed wire

I can see it in my mind
It's snowing hard not far behind
Where we were and where we'll be in time

Let's go nowhere that sounds fine
As I've got nowhere on my mind
Doing anything at all would be a crime

And it seems the sweetest things are hidden in the fire
Just like snow settles on barbed wire
And we find our troubles no matter where we are
Just like snow settles on barbed wire

And it seems the sweetest things are hidden in the fire
Just like snow settles on barbed wire
And we find our troubles no matter where we are
Just like snow settles on barbed wire
Just like snow