You know, it snows enough here
That everyone could build their own igloo and just disappear
The congregation laughed but I just thought about it
My face darkened as I realized that I don't doubt it
I heard, your wife got another.
Believe, in just the wire or the gutter
Mrs. Tanaka saw me scowl and pulled me aside, expectedly
She never lied and always tried to tell me what was best for me
I left the pews and crunched through the snow
I had to find out what else Moondale could know
I drove past the cemetery and didn't think much of it
Everybody I love was still above it
My wife was missing this very early Sunday morning
She never told me where to and never gave a warning
So of course, I got a bit suspicious
I began to look around before my anxiety had turned vicious
I looked at the market's window as i waited at the stop
I heard the rhythm of the conifers receiving a chop
The word "SALE" in dim re-purposed lights in the window
To the front a young corpse smashed on top of thin snow
I kept driving and kept my window down
Frost stabbed my nerves as i kept a frown
Even with my dying engine things were frozen with no sound
I thought about the present I got her, new ballet shoes and a shiny blue gown
I had to see a friend of hers
It might be sneaky yeah, but it could be worse
She sat me down, poured me some coffee
She made an effort to keep my cup safe from her coughing
She asked me How much do you know about her past
She served me with a smile but her expression had changed fast
I told her that I could write the whole book
A small smile then returned to her look
So has she been acting different recently
No, I replied, she seemed at peace to me
Thinking of her made the clouds in my head start storming
So i took a sip because i needed warming
Well, when she comes home i think you should just confront her
Ask her what shes doing, stop trying to hunt her
I didn't wanna tell her what old Mrs. Tanaka said
Didn't want her opinion of my wife to drop into the red
Thanks for talking with me Gina, and keep this between us
Only unless it comes up, other then that, no one had seen us
Saw myself out and tried to get to the car somewhat dry
And for some reason I felt like I had to cry
On any other day she'd leave me feeling overjoyed
But its just this one day, so why am I feeling so paranoid
Could it be another man
I'll have to go to where we all like to expose our hands
I asked around the bar if they had seen my dancer
Though I'm sure the guy in question wouldn't answer
I was surprised when Mr. Yupa had spoke up
She bought flowers from me and was choked up
That was all I needed to figure out where a visit she had paid
Sad plus flowers equals mourning at a grave
Were her parents or siblings alive? I had to ask myself
Yeah, everybody close was still in good health
I drove back in the direction of the cemetery
I tried to remember but I always skip the obituaries
Who had she lost recently
Don't matter, I'm her man, I can comfort her decently
As I parked I couldn't see her at first
Maybe I missed her, maybe my search had been cursed
But i stepped outside anyway
I wasn't going to give up today
I realized that I had never been here before
I felt a tremble in my very core
I walked around for a while and didn't see her anywhere
But then I turned around and saw her sitting there
She didn't notice me as I started to jog towards her
As her details became clear my breaths were getting shorter
Her hand was placed on a modest headstone
And as she finally looked at me I felt even more alone
"What are you doing here?" her sweet voice trembled
I started to lose the confidence men hold
She didn't get up to hug or kiss me as usual
I realized I wasn't ready for my muse to fall
I looked at the stone but instead of one name there was two
The years and names told me a man and his newborn were lost too soon
But the names were unfamiliar so I went ahead and asked her
As I got through my question my heart rate rose faster
She never made eye contact and her frown began to bend
She said "This was my daughter Sally and my old boyfriend
I lost him in an accident and lost her from the stress
She was so beautiful stillborn and since then I've been feeling less
This was before I met you and I'm sorry I never told you
I miss them so much and I can't see myself growing old with you
I took off the ring and placed it on top of the grave
I should leave Moondale if i have it in me to be brave
I walked out to the parking lot and in the air the snow seemed to suspend
My hand was empty and it would never hold hers again
She sat in silence at the tomb and prepared herself to hide again
Melt the ring, sell, quit, move, until her story ends
I guess the glass snow hides you from everyone
Distorts your frown till it all gets melted away by the sun
If each igloo gets bigger for each secret never said
When it finally melts you'll find the whole world flooded