I've known mornings white as diamonds   Silent from a night so cold   Such a stillness, calm as the owl glides   Our lives are buried in snow, oh, oh      I was sifting through the piles   In my hand a tangled thread   Each patient tug upon the snarl   Is a glimpse of what has been, oh, oh      Burdened bands gain strong hands   Gaping holes where diamonds should be   Must have been the morning that stole them   A glint of white in the pocket of winter, oh, oh      And some hearts are ghosts settling down in dark waters   Just as silt grows heavy and drowns with the stones   Some hearts are ghosts settling down in dark waters   Just as silt grows heavy and drowns with the stones, oh, oh      I've known mornings white as diamonds   Silent from a night so cold   Such a stillness, calm as the owl glides   Our lives are buried in snow   Our lives are buried in snow