I was asleep so long in winter
I held my breath and swallowed all my words
I counted those melancholy mornings
Waiting for those icy winds to turn
I planted a seed where weeds are growing
In shallow earth that's brittle from decay
It's growing, but it won't see the sunlight
'Till those melancholy mornings go away
The sound of the stillness makes me restless
I'm searching for a distant remedy
Good morning, melancholy morning
Just how long until you let me be