When memories snow
And cover up the driveway
I shovel all those memories
Clear the path to drive to the store
And when memories melt

I hear them in the drainpipe
Drippin´ through the downspout
As I lie awake in the dark

And if I break
Could I go on break?
Be back in my room
Writin´ speeches in my head
Listenin´ to the thousand hands
That clap for me in the dark