Week 227 // On the Last Snow

by Mount Everest

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This is a hopeful song. Friday was the first day of spring. Friday was also the day of a pretty decent four or five inch snowfall in New York City. The snow had a hard time accumulating at first, melting as it hit the ground, but little by little this tenacious late winter episode blanketed the city in white as far as the eye could see. The temperature was pretty forgiving and didn’t keep us inside; Rebecca and I enjoyed a snowy run in Prospect Park in the afternoon, and ventured out in the evening to watch performances from our ever talented friends, Nat Osborn and Lyle Divinsky. When we woke in the morning the snow was gone, as if it was never there at all. It seemed a last gasp of winter, and this song posits that it was just that. Perhaps it wasn’t the last snowfall of the year, but its fleeting arrival and departure sure felt like a farewell from old man winter.

Many thanks must go to my parents who alerted me late tonight that I had forgotten to post my song. I finished it Sunday evening, but as I worked on a paper all day it slipped my mind to post it for you all to hear. Crisis averted. It is still Monday somewhere in America after all.

~M.E.

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Weatherman
They could call you an artist
You got a fine spin
On missing the thing
But on the last snow
I said to my darling
Ain’t this the perfect
Way to greet spring

Age old
Scattering moonlight
Dots in the cold
Everyone asking
Where does it go?
Oh my
Where will we go?

Wait up
Screaming out doors
The moment
Insisting it’s yours

Radio
You could call me a pilgrim
I’m spinning round and round
Where you tell me to go

And on the last note
I’ll look to my darling
She’ll give a simple nod
And it means that she knows

Age old
Scattering moonlight
Dots in the cold
Everyone asking
Where does it go?
Oh my
Where will we go?

Wait up
Screaming out doors
The moment
Insisting it’s yours
The picture
Stuck behind glass
The winter
Over at last

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released March 23, 2015

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Mount Everest Brooklyn, New York

I’ve been making up a new song every week since 2010.
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