| Song | The Blizzard of '96 |
| Artist | The Walkmen |
| Album | Everyone Who Pretended to Like Me Is Gone |
| Windows close just like my eyelids as I'm sleeping, | |
| Lift the blinds up slowly, let the night in. | |
| We've begun to work things out again. | |
| There's no other way around it. | |
| Windows close just like your ear drum, as I'm saying, | |
| Lets forget those things I did this winter. | |
| We've begun to work things out again, | |
| There's no other way around it. |