And if the snow buries my, my neighborhood

During the few days that Ingrid had lived with Rigaud in the Rue de Tilsitt it had been snowing in Paris, and they hadn't left the flat. Through the big windows in the salon they looked at the snow covering the Place and the avenues all around, and enveloping the city in a blanket of silence, softness and sleep.
...
I too would have liked to go away instead of going around in circles on the periphery of this town like someone who can no longer find any emergency exits. I so often have the same dream: I'm on the landing stage, waiting to take off, my water skis on my feet, I'm gripping the rope and waiting for the speedboat to move off and tow me over the water at top speed. But it doesn't move.
P. Modiano

They always ask if we're in the military;
we just get restless
we want for stimulation
we need a new start.

You climb out the chimney
and meet me in the middle,the middle of the town.
And since there's no one else around,we let our hair grow long
and forget all we used to know,
then our skin gets thicker
from living out in the snow.
Arcade Fire