Oh I hear the quiet now Of paper airplanes falling down. Oh the branches of every tree Bend like a cathedral over me Down where the river bends Everyone’s waiting But that’s not the reason I’m making the tracks in the snow.          *         *        * There’s a box in my hands as I go *            *          *         Wrapped up in scarlet and gold for you. verse 2: Oh there’s a choir upon the wind Singing all familiar hymns. My ears they’re playing tricks on me I can almost hear your harmony Down where the river bends That’s where you’re waiting But that’s not the reason I’m making these tracks in the snow.           *       *         * There’s a box in my hands as I go *            *          *         Wrapped up in scarlet and gold for you. (I couldn’t figure out the Instrumental part so I just played the chords of the Chorus again) Chorus:            Down where the river bends          * Nobody’s waiting But there’s still a reason I’m making these tracks in the snow *          *         * Down at the end of the road *          *           * Ill clear a place in the snow *                            *          *        And leave this box wrapped in scarlet and gold for you. ------------ I hope that was somewhat right. Enjoy!