Sitting and watching the gracefully falling snow
Seeing my little town sparkling and aglow...

Every day i pray to die
I've given up on hows and whys...

There once was a penguin that lived in a tree,
He had no bathroom and really had to pee...

I walk through shadows
Cold and deep...

Tonite i go
tonite i die...

Clouds cry sharpened shards of glass
Piercing all flesh upon it's pass...

Rise up from below
Carry me away...

Ever fading
Turnng black...

Run little darling
and never look back...

Preparing all day, but mostly set in for battle
Readying the horses by putting on their saddles...

While on my porch lackadaisically standing
Lethargically looking out from the landing...

Winters come and
Summers go...