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We all have our seasons as the wheel turns never-ending
Sometimes they turn go fast and sometimes they turn slow
But eventually the wheel will pass another cold winter
Through good n' bad, happy n' sad, and somewhere in between
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I look around this now barren land on a starless night
It's hard to believe that grass once did grow here at all
It's like winter all over again without snow that numbs it
The snow is what kills it all so silently, why is it dead?
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The cold snow kisses it all away numbing and killing life
There is no numbing in this facing to the finite existence
It was hollow, rotting and getting eaten alive from inside
It's like the killing without ending the cruel incessant pain
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Like a fire struck down from the clouds on a dark night
Unexpected and uninvited to call for the unsolicited death
There could be no cry for help yelped out or whispered
A lonely heart not strong enough to call for a companion
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How it did die will remain a secret even the stars don't know
The clouds had seen little of it as they pass by impassively
But there are no signs of a tarnished land from lashing burns
No winter so cold that it would stops spring from coming
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A shiver so bone chilling all I can do is pull up my cloak over
Lean against the dead tree for some support and look around
Such a land that is so dead, the type of place a ghost dwells
The only contemplated theory worthy of mention now is gone
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From time to time friends slip away silently into the darkness
Cold and lonely, the person so dead, the tears can't come out
Some may even hurdle in following the comrade all too late
Consumes the heart in a lonely thought, death while still living
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I feel it here, but do you?
Doesn't matter really…
It's too late for it to matter
Death has already taken its toll