Snow (Dripping Woollen Jumpers) - Firewoodisland [Acoustic session]

Acoustic session in our back garden. Snow (Dripping Woollen Jumpers) by Firewoodisland LYRICS:Our hearts growing tender, by the momentRecalling our childhood, we are homeSip a cup of coco, in the hourlambent by the fire, we are homeThe smell of Snow is the smells of homeDripping woollen jumper by the stoveThe loving of our kindred, memoriesThe stable and the pilgrims, treasuriesThe peeling of an orange, It is goldenA season like no other, we are homeThe smell of Snow is the smell of homeDripping woollen jumper by the stove Look up, they are gentle, they are calmLook up, they are coming from a farLook up, they are here to cover allLook down, at the patterns when you walk