Snow falls up

I hate to be the one who had to break the news
But we don't have solid footing in a life with few places to stand
And now it's forced on us, that our compassion has a price
Have we strayed so far, can't we learn who we are, what we want, what's important?

We spend too much time counting (counting numbers)
We think our lives are oh so quantifiable
The love we pour is nothing more than
Counting, when cups will be full.

Melting on the floor, don't you wish the snow could rise to where it came
Take it back to when we chose to love, without motives of gain

Under it all, there's no trick to pull
No strings attached, bringing good to the world is a common goal
But love's infinity, so corruptible
Would you let it fall?

We spend too much time counting
We think our lives are oh so quantifiable
We spend too much time lying
Waiting, for cups to be full

Melting on the floor, don't you wish the snow could rise to where it came
Take it back to when we chose to love, without motives of gain