"February" lyrics

"February"

February comes along again
Now we are rust colored stones
Mmm

And I traded all my thoughts in
For an hour of sleep in the snow
And I dreamed of this old mid-western sky
That follows me all the days
And I dreamed of this dust storm, too
So, surely, move
Oh, I better move
My dancing feet along
Mmm

In February we march with
Frozen hands and bones to the doors
We stomp our feet in the doorways of cafes
And houses and churches
Today I saw two blue flowers, I thought of you
And oh, it made me move
My dancing shoes
My dancing shoes
My dancing feet along

When will they ever fall?
I don't know, no, I don't know
And when will they ever fall?
I don't know
Mmm


Writer(s): Gregory Alan Isakov