Whiteout… I can’t see the signs.
Just let the music lead.
Thick flakes falling, erasing the map
Caught in the middle of a winter trap
I can’t see the curb, I can’t see the sky
Just the bass thumping while the world goes by
A blur of movement, a shadow in white
Chasing the pulse in the dead of the night
White on white, it’s all the same
Catch the swing, forget your name
I’m snowblind, can’t see the signs
Lost in the rhythm, crossing the lines
Snowblind step, moving in the haze
Finding my way through the winter maze
Everything’s white… can’t see a thing.
Snowblind.