topaz echo
but its okay i guess i do my best to not stay too stressed
or dwell in duress, swell in the caress of my blankets
to mend my distress, i confess im a mess its
taken so much for me to process all this pain
its like shes dead but really not, i question if im to blame i forgot
the biting breeze that comes with weather, i used to have her
to nestle under the warmth together, but i know itll be okay
since im really all ive got in this world, if im alone id honestly
adore the solitude all i would need is room and board and solid food
call me crude i just wouldnt find it strange
if this war that i waged against the weather gods would change
travel tides of hardship, sever seedlings of sorrow
sign a solstice armistice, be a free man tomorrow
wont falter within the shackles of the past
grab a cuppa cocoa as the snowflakes hit the glass
but hey, who am i to whine about the cold
im just a carefree guy, im not grumpy nor am i old
i fold the paper creases between the lines in the present(s)
the holiday seasons are for giving/forgiving , right?
if our feet are too freezing we can wear socks tonight,
if our lips are too chapped theres nothing some lip balm wont fix
turn the heater on, swaddle some blankets
oatmeal's not too bad, pour yourself a bran of orange chunks
or a bowl of porridge brunch from the storage, munch
when we reach a shortage we can venture for a banquet
go huntin for a turkey, bring along the grandkids
im thankful, im grateful, winter's not all that bad
the somber lonesome can be sad but that's a moot point
when you consider it from a viewpoint
winter will always come, you can let it be your kryptonite
but me? ill be fine, 'long as i got coffee i can sip tonight
winter's fine, i'll be fine, even though she isn't mine
potent fulcrum