In the Meantime

Life's expectations
Free-fall so slowly
Like the alabaster trickle
Of a snowflake
I'm in there somewhere
In the winter breeze
I'm out there melting
In the busy streets
I'm in the meantime
In the falling leaves
That big, old, mean time
Might've been the weather
Or it might've been the moon
Blood red and hanging low
Reminded me of you
You're in there somewhere
In the winter breeze
You're out there melting
In the busy streets
You're in the meantime
In the falling leaves
That big, old, mean time