The generals hate holidays Others shoot up to chase the sun blues away Another storefront church is opened Sea of neon lights A boxer his shadow fights Soldier tired and sailor broken
Winter's asleep at my window Cold wind waits at my door She asks me up to her place But I won't be down anymore
Judges with metermaid hearts Order supermarket justice starts Frozen children inner city Walkers in the paper rain Waiting for those knights that never came The hijacked trying so hard to be pretty
Night rains tap at my window Winds of my thoughts passing by She laughed when I tried to tell her Hello only ends in goodye
America gains another pound Only time will bring some people around Idols and flags are slowly melting Another shower of rice To pair it for some will suffice The mouthful asks for second helpings
Moonshine pours through my window The night puts its laughter away Clouds that pierce the illusion That tomorrow would be as yesterday