Iron & Wine - Radio war

Did the w^Dine make her dr^Aeam Of the f^Dar distant sp^Gring Or a b^Ded full of h^Aens Or the g^Dhost of a fr^Aiend All the wh^Dile that she w^Aept She had a g^Dun by her b^Ged And a le^Dtter he wr^Aote From a ^Ddry, foundered b^Aoat And the t^Drain track will t^Aake All the wo^Dunded ones h^Gome And ^DI&#821^A7;ll be alone F^Dare thee we^Gll Sara Jones ^DNow we lie on the fl^Aoor While the r^Dadio ^Gwar ^DFinds its way through the a^Air Of the de^Dad market sq^Auare And the b^Deast never s^Aeen Licks it&^D;#8217;s red^G talons clean Sara cur^Dses the c^Aold "No m^Dore snow, no m^Aore snow, no m^Dore snow"