There's a patch of ice shimmering under the sky On the south corner of Bushwick, on the residential side And I'm afraid I'll slip Most days when it's cloudy and all nights I stay inside But it's 2:30 on New Years' Day and outside it's looking bright And I could use some chips and a bottle of soda For my quest to rescue Zelda Trying to be brave, I touched the puddle to my tongue And within a millisecond the bottom of my face went numb And no one on the street knew anything was wrong So I tried to wave my arms to find that they were frozen too And I tried to run away, my legs felt like they were stuck in glue And I started to hear a storm Through my ears poured freezing rain And it froze my freezing brain A handful of neighbors gathered underneath the awning Of the laundromat 200 feet from the front door of my building And it smacked me like a pinball And it crushed me like a wrecking ball I was swallowed by a cold duvet And the kids are gonna have a snow day I couldn't bear to find out how the story was gonna end So I closed my eyes and went to sleep and no one found me dead Cause everybody stayed inside 'til March And a patch of flowers grew out of the concrete where I lied Some boy picked a dandelion to give to a girl he liked And she gave him a kiss that warmed his lonely heart Now they hold each other tight And stay in on winter nights