1st Verse:
In a cold and lonely winter night...

You have felt the heat of the explosions,
The tactile sense of the ricochet...

Please don't go,
You have brought such warmth to this place...

Time drags on, as I face the clock,
He's counting down my days, my hours, and my...

It's fun and it's games,
Until the years begin to rearrange...

Pumpkin, sitting on my table,
He knows he has to be cut soon...

I sit here in the dark,
A beer in hand, and a stupid grin...

Blasted noise,
Stupid boys...

Sailors are a tough breed,
An internal brotherhood, a stone-tough creed...

Settling into the tree,
This little sprite is unhappy...

Stars cross, waves meet,
People love one another, and then retreat...

1st Verse:
I thought I had nothing good in my life...