my tired arms are trembling but I am getting paid my family shows resemblance, we show it in the face you stood a while remembering the day you went away you think the frigid air is tempering cause there's a lifting gray
the family dog is whimpering cause she is freezing cold my mother's gaze is lingering cause she is getting old your father's farm was wintering while he was seeking gold my smoker's chest is billowing cause I am feeling bold
the minister is rambling when he should be done the sprinter, she was ambling, when she could have won you're running and you're scrambling that you might find some the bears betrayed their handling when they hurt someone
now your stomach goes on rumbling but I have had my fill I don't mean to be unwelcoming, I mean you're welcome still I'm shoving and I'm elbowing to see why killers kill and if my arms have not been trembling well, I expect they will