Hooray

It's cold, and snow's actually on the ground
Of this no-snow town
And instead of cars
Streets trafficking in sleds

There's a war on the corner
With no guaranteed winner
It's just a snowfall of snowballs
Evidence of the winter

And I can feel my hands again
We're almost home

It's 2 PM and our snow is fallin' still
As our good city lay still
And our friends are packed
Around some no smoking bar
Warmin' on alcohol

We step into the silence
Yeah, we step slowly and quiet

Just don't grow old
We're almost home

this is all we want
Time to be with us
A home to lift the cold

Still cold, the snow's
Turning into rain
And melting away
And all these days slip by us
So let's keep them

Just don't grow old
We're almost home
We're almost home