
Ice is white, the colour of pure
When you set your feet on it
You learn that this might
Not be the case
Since it is made from water
And you don’t know
Where that water came from
And what it came in contact with

Ice is white, the colour of pure
When you set your feet on it
You learn that this might
Not be the case
Since it is made from water
And you don’t know
Where that water came from
And what it came in contact with