Snow Says It All by Gloria Buono-Daly © 2025
[Verse 1]
On this long MLK weekend,
Snow falls soft on every street,
White lines tracing quiet corners,
A moment begging us for peace.
Windshield wipers move so slowly,
Beauty glowing, clean and new,
But the city wears another face—
One I never meant to view.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Mean signs cut through the silence,
Shouting truths they barely know,
Trying hard to dim the spirit
Of what this sacred day should hold.
[Chorus 1]
Snow be beautiful, still and kind,
Covering cracks we leave behind.
Voices rise where calm should stand,
Baseless disruptions in their hands.
Snow be beautiful—yet here we are,
Clouding light meant to go far.
Snow makes calm, Snow says it all. [power crescendo]
[Verse 2]
Where are the children on this snowfall day
They should be laughing, running free,
Catching flakes on mittened hands,
Learning wonder naturally.
Instead they read the anger loud,
Before they learn what love can be,
And we wonder why the world feels split,
Why peace feels like a memory.
[Bridge]
Forgive me for calling them morons,
That’s not the heart I want to show,
But watching love erased by noise
Makes patience hard to hold.
I’m not political—I stand with love,
Just asking room to breathe,
Children shouldn’t have to see this
On a holiday meant for home and bliss.
Disruptions built on nothing at all.
The snow is falling—but the sky is not,
Pristine snowfall—truth more than a call.
Snow—not just fall, Snow makes call, Snow says it all.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Means signs cut through the silence,
Confusion spreads where love should grow,
Trying hard to dim the moment,
Of all the beauty we should know.
[Chorus 2]
Snow be beautiful, soft and slow,
Teaching us what we should know.
But we trade compassion for control,
And lose the warmth inside the cold.
Snow be beautiful—pure, unscarred,
Why do we make it all so hard?
Snow makes call, Snow says it all. [power crescendo]
[Outro]
Snow be beautiful, still and kind
Nothing to lose, just peace of mind
Snow keeps falling, doesn’t choose,
Who’s right, who’s wrong, who wins, who loses.
Just asks us once—before we speak—
What are we teaching those who see?
Snow makes call, Snow says it all.
[fade out]
Snow be beautiful
Snow makes call, Snow says it all.
[fade out]
[end of song]