I Am The Avalanche - Is This Really Happening? Lyrics
She's a golden ticketA shining peach mixed in a drinkThat's resting on a chair in a desert landAnd not a grain of sand has compromised her worthAnd you're a broken manCrawling on his hands and kneesIn that same desert landDoing the best he can not to think about how he really needs that drinkIs this really...Is this really happening?The sun's finally shining down on meIs this really happeningThe snow's actually meting in front of my faceI don't know but I've been toldThat a New York winter is mighty coldYeah, but we still walk down the coldest blocks using the fire in our heartsThe way it wasn't, the way it is that works perfectly for meSo let's keep it that wayIs this really...Is this really happening?The sun's finally shining down on meIs this really happeningThe snow's actually meting in front of my face [2x]This perfectly perfect disease has got me down on my kneesNo not to pray but just to sayI love you more than yesterday