My Own Private Spot of Snow Songtext
von Mycelia

Okay, let′s go!
Where to? What did he say?
Anywhere. somewhere?
What did he say? Where is Ava?
The evacuation program
What is it about it?
It's a genocide program, you do not get anywhere.
They transport you to some place and then they kill you
No, I don′t believe you!
They just kill them. It's all a lie. We have to tell people
Where did you get this idea from? This is bizarre...
I have a few friends who got evacuated.
Childress himself told me so
Yes, but Childress hasn't had a sane thought for years,
Everyone knows that; how sober did he seem to you?
Not that sober, but what if it′s true
It sure isn′t, think about it.
How would they be able to keep it secret?
They keep quite a lot of things secret, don't they?
Well, I wouldn′t know


Obviously, that's why it′s called secret
Look man, I don't know
We have to tell people
And where do we start? Who do we begin with?
Who do we reach?
We′ll see
Last night I dreamt of snow again
Come again
I dreamt I stood on a roof and snow fell like in those old flicks;
You know I actually saw snow once, way back as a child,
When we lived up at the vulture vaults my father once
Went with me to show me the snow.
It was white and cold and tasted like nothing else
And now you dream of snow?
Well, sometimes I do?
Why do you tell me this?
I have no idea. I guess it's just because
I have this snow to all to myself;
My very own private spot of snow.
Nobody knows about it. Nobody can take it

Let's go for breakfast, shall we?