There's a sharp frost at night   Should I take this outside   Oh, but I won't get caught   Break the frost on the door      Schooboks float   On a river side   Like leaves they choose   To curl up and die      Fields from a faded dream   Figures that won't stay still   Ride across frozen streams   Stifle their whispering      Schoolbooks float   On a river side   Like leaves they choose   To curl up and die      Schoobooks float   On a river side   Like leaves they choose   To curl up and die      Schoolbooks float   On a river side   Like leaves they choose   To curl up and die