there s a wave of snow and it s coming down from far below it seems as if it barely makes a sound and it doesn t love it doesn t hate it stands to deliver it s inexorable fate the world you know is ripping at the seams no more days of dreaming easy dreams there s no white flag there is no olive branch it s an avalanche there s a dark blue sky and a pale white sun when the ground beneath you shifts it s too late to run you might as well dive inside and make a little room to breathe and maybe you ll survive the world you know is ripping at the seams no more days of dreaming easy dreams this is not love or lust or sweet romance it s an avalanche it s an avalanche it s an avalanche she s a dark blue sky she s a pale white sun when the ground beneath you shifts it s too late to run maybe she ll decide to let you live a benefit of doubt that s hers to give it s not just love or lust or sweet romance it s an avalanche it s an avalanche it s an avalanche it s an avalanche there s no white flag there is no olive branch it s an avalanche