Long Winter by Kodiak (Band) Lyrics

A picture's what you make it
All our little secrets
Painted blankness
A smile brought the rot of our dead cheeks
The look on the pale horses face
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep
And as I stare my eyes begin to trace

The site of empty space that's replaced my father's arms. (My father's arms)
If anything is left of anyone
Call it a work of art
Oh, the canon of pain
A masterpiece to a god
Balancing act at the end of the world
His art nouveau

A dry heaven or wet hell defines who you are
There's nothing left of anyone
This is a work of art (Oh!)
You're my work of art
(You will die young) modeled after misery (You will die young)
You stand in a still life
(You will die young)
Drawn into the shadow (You will die young)
Of this long winter's peace
There's no way to see through
The snow and trees, but I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I can sleep