**[Verse 1]** It’s 2 PM and the sky’s gone pale, Snowfall drifting like it’s stuck on replay. This no-where town’s still posing as a postcard, But the edges curl, and the sidewalks stay hard. Everyone’s packed in that no-smoking bar, Breathing out steam like battered old cars. I keep my coat on, keep my head low, Warm drink, cold bones — that’s the ratio. **[Pre-Chorus]** They keep mistaking me for someone I’m not, Some ghost they half-remember, some name they forgot. And I just nod, let it roll like frost off a sleeve— Easier to be a shadow than dare to be seen. **[Chorus]** **Snowfall and snowballs, hitting soft, hitting hard,** **Winter keeps me frozen but the drinks stay warm.** **I’ve lived here for years but I still feel new,** **Tiny little life in a town without clues.** **Snowfall and snowballs, piling up on my door—** **The cold sticks around, but I don’t anymore.** **[Verse 2]** My boots leave tracks no one bothers to follow, Streetlights flicker like they’re burned-out hollow. The only thing growing here is icicles and rumors, And I’m just one more lonely consumer. The jukebox coughs up the same three songs, Holiday covers sung slightly wrong. Someone laughs and spills their beer, And for a second, I forget why I’m here. **[Pre-Chorus]** I could correct them — tell them my real name, But what’s the point? It all melts the same. In a town this small, being known is a threat, So I stay half-stranger, half-silhouette. **[Chorus]** **Snowfall and snowballs, hitting soft, hitting hard,** **Winter keeps me frozen but the drinks stay warm.** **I’ve lived here for years but I still feel new,** **Tiny little life in a town without clues.** **Snowfall and snowballs, piling up on my door—** **The cold sticks around, but I don’t anymore.** **[Bridge]** Maybe tomorrow I’ll say something real, Maybe I’ll thaw out enough to feel. But right now the bar’s humming low and bright, Warm glass, cold hands, slow-moving night. **[Final Chorus]** **Snowfall and snowballs, falling slow, falling true,** **Half of this town forgets me on cue.** **I don’t mind — anonymity’s a coat I can wear,** **A little armor against the thinning air.** **Snowfall and snowballs, filling up the whole street—** **The drinks stay warm, and that’s enough for me.**

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