[Verse 1] I’ve folded all my summer shirts Left sand in the suitcase On purpose Your dye still stains the drying rack I keep walking past I'll keep walking back There’s apples rotting in the bowl A list of things I can’t control The weather keeps teasing white I refresh I refresh the day Every night [Chorus] Before the snow I want to feel this ache out loud I want to miss you one last time Till the hunger wears a ll Raise a half‑empty glass To the best of what went bad so strangely glad To be sad for the last time At last [Verse 2] They’ve strung up lights on every porch I watch them flicker from the fourth floor The neighbors laugh through paper walls I mouth their jokes As if I know them all Our plans are brittle by the sill I never learned which one to keep I water both Too late, I suppose Too much Grief is clumsy gentle touch [Chorus] Before the snow I want to feel this ache out loud I want to miss you one last time Till the hunger wears a crown Raise a glas haslf‑empty To the best of what went bad I’m strangely glad To be sad for the last time At last [Bridge] If I’m lucky I’ll wake to streets erased in white (oh) And all this ugly Will soften underneath the quiet So here’s to the bruise before it fades To the joke that lands a second late To every almost Every “not quite” I’m standing in the door Waiting for the sky to rewrite [Chorus] Before the snow I want to feel this ache out loud To miss you one last time Till the hunger wears a gown Raise a half‑empty glass To the best of what we had If it hurts It heals It overlays So strangely glad Sad for the last time... At long last
