Track Insight / Lyrics
I'm the fence where the first snow lands
Cold little crystals kiss my rails
Morning taps a silver plan
Winter taps my wooden scales
I stand still in the garden's hush
While trillium bows beneath the white
Each silver flake completes the rush
Then settles soft against my site
My cedar posts are steady, sound
The loam sleeps shallow in the ground
At seven sharp, the flakes arrive
Tap, tap, tapping at my seams
The Quercus branches twist and dive
As winter edits greenest dreams
I hold the yard without a sound
One white-inch higher from the ground
First snow settling on the fence
A pale little world I hold
Making every hardened sense
Turn silver in the cold
Watch the white weigh down the wire
Watch the small stars catch the light
Holding one bright, fragile choir
Through the blue and freezing night
By noon, the sun probes every scar
And studies all the frost I wear
The bare twigs read the weather chart
The sparrows test the freezing air
I keep their tracks along my rail
Like tiny scripts I fail to spell
The skunk cabbage wakes below
Its hood unfurls beneath the drift
While deadhead stems are thick with snow
And crocus tips are forced to lift
I mark the change without complaint
A patient post in silver paint
First snow settling on the fence
A pale little world I hold
Making every hardened sense
Turn silver in the cold
Watch the white weigh down the wire
Watch the small stars catch the light
Holding one bright, fragile choir
Through the blue and freezing night
Botany says, endure the test
Roots keep feeding through the cold
I hold one flake against my chest
Then let the wind have back my gold
But when the dusk comes stealing in
I'll guard the white till thawing starts again
By dusk, the rime begins to climb
A crystal coat along my grain
The maples answer, "Now is time"
Their bare twigs tremble in the rain
I stand polite beneath the stars
A weathered post with frosted scars
First snow settling on the fence
A pale little world I hold
Making every hardened sense
Turn silver in the cold
Watch the white weigh down the wire
Watch the small stars catch the light
Holding one bright, fragile choir
Through the blue and freezing night
First snow settling, settling
A garden keeping all my sight
For one bright, bright, bright little night
The flakes are small, the roots run deep
The garden dreams beneath the white
I hold the white while shadows sleep
And wait for spring beyond the night
Tap, tap, tapping, fading slow
One fence, one field, one perfect glow
