The Lucksmiths - What You'll Miss lyrics

In the morning it felt like the world had stopped And clenched like a giant fist up tight But then you noticed the dust still dropped And danced through the bedroom window light It's the woodsmoke smell of winter It's the sad things that you'll miss Like the woodsmoke smell of winter And the sad things like this Let it all come down like fog on a cold field Let it all come down like frost on the lawn Let it all come down like leaves in a teacup Let it all come down like trees in a storm There'll be cars on the street soon enough And someone will come and collect the bins Everyone will return to their everyday stuff And you'll sleep through the mess that you're in It's the woodsmoke smell of winter It's the sad things that you'll miss Like the woodsmoke smell of winter And the sad things like this Let it all come down like fog on a cold field Let it all come down like frost on the lawn Let it all come down like leaves in a teacup Let it all come down like trees in a storm Let it all come down like sleep on your eyelids Let it all come down softly as snow onto snow Let it all come down seeing the river below you Let it all come down feeling your fingers let go It's the woodsmoke smell of winter