Fickle White Ending
I can’t see through this cold air
Puzzled again it’s the same every changing year
I miss the sun the sweat the heat the storm
Never get it back again
Waiting is just too much for a troubled mind
When will get to the other side
It keeps me up at night
I scream curses to the air
But it keeps laughing in my face
Come on please
No one can take this that damn long
I’m scared that I’ll never make it through
These long short days
Dampen the spirits of my thoughts
I grab at the time
It slips away
Here we are in the grips of the old man
We’ll stay until his hands get tired
Look at the world it’ll be green again someday
We’ll stay until his hands get tired
I can’t see through this cold air
Exchanging comfort for a layered shield
I can’t see through this cold air
I’m scared I’ll never make it through
