Nature falls into a soft slumber, hitting winter's peak
The air becomes crisp
With the fall of the last leaf
The night shifts, and begins to get bleak
The sun is now greatly missed as
Nature falls into a soft slumber, hitting winter's peak
The window that was once drafty now shrieks
Finding any shred of warmth on the coldest day is a gift
Nature falls into a soft slumber, hitting winter's peak
The water freezes in the creek
The trees surround it adrift
With the fall of the last leaf
Its branches become fragile and weak
As they sway in the wind, a gentle wisp
Nature falls into a soft slumber, hitting winter's peak
With the fall of the last leaf
The air becomes crisp
With the fall of the last leaf
The night shifts, and begins to get bleak
The sun is now greatly missed as
Nature falls into a soft slumber, hitting winter's peak
The window that was once drafty now shrieks
Finding any shred of warmth on the coldest day is a gift
Nature falls into a soft slumber, hitting winter's peak
The water freezes in the creek
The trees surround it adrift
With the fall of the last leaf
Its branches become fragile and weak
As they sway in the wind, a gentle wisp
Nature falls into a soft slumber, hitting winter's peak
With the fall of the last leaf