The Missing Season walking in the snow

Walking in the snow, with silent steps I roam
The land seems to forego its features in the glow
In this lone tower ahead I'll spend all my days
Remembering the time when my eyes brimmed with joy
On this lookout I stand, hearing a band
Playing all the songs that I loved
My feelings are smothered in the white that covers
The colours of the past that live deep in my eyes
Day after day the pictures disappear
My memory goes away as the white settles in
Night after night faces rush back in
Comes the morning light and the white settles in
In this lone tower I'll spend all my days
Remembering the time when my eyes brimmed with joy
On this lookout I stand, hearing a band
Playing all the songs that I loved
My feelings are smothered in the white that covers
The colours of the past that live deep in my eyes