Day of Untied Knots

White circles fill the sun air
It's a little late for both times
But as soon as we walk out
I'll be heading to a different house

We drive along, all with melting snowscape
Complain of the lack of true words and home swaying
This pointless arguing means nothing
Yet it remains interminable

Who would've known
Days could be near wasted so easily
With survival to unimpressed scenes
We still love each other regardless

You may disciplined in many ways
But you deserve to hear this much of my life
I'm waiting, you're winning this one
Call me back while I'm still honest and willing