I can see shadows in the snow. I am beginning to be haunted by voices.nThere is more to this place than I can see, so I will continue to listen.nnnThere was a birdnwho with the absence of words took flightnto the end of the sea and the finish line of the earth.nShe perched atop the corner of the world and built three nests.nOne of gold, one of silver and one of clay.nShe took a breath, and she let it outnShe took a sigh, then she cried outnnThere is much that I shall bear!nThere's a strong chill in the air again.nnIn the nest of gold she cleansed her coat daily.nIn the nest of silver she brought back her foodnto save and consume.nIn the nest of clay she laid her eggsnand eventually bore children,nand she waited and waited and waited...nnOn the day the fires camenthe nests of gold and silver melt in anlucid river rushing to the seanwhile the nest of clay withstood the heat.nnAmennnThe nest of clay was forged for eternity atop the corner of the world,nwhile the ocean floor was now covered in gold, silver, and sand.nnSo build a house of clay and never ever, ever, ever underestimatenwhat the dead can do for the living.nIf you listen closely you'll hear the harmony ofnevery man and woman who's passed awaynnYou better believe it's a song for the living.nnThere's a daunting task aheadnThere are snowflakes in our eyes againnWith such a strong chill in the airnCan you tell me, tonight where will we lay our heads to sleepnnJust sleep.