I could feel the winter creeping in through the windows
A white hue hung in the air
Fingers of ice ready to embroil me in it's pleasure
Yet I was warm and made of toasty
Yes
These are the good days

My roof was sound as the wind announced its arrival
I smiled a whistle
Singing the only creak to be heard as I opened a full cupboard
I was ready to devour
Yes  
These are the good days

Time does now tick as my age turns to grey
A smile of great memories
Crying sadness of old loss
My role to remember
A job to create such
I look down through the blur
These old hands all now wrinkled
The good days all gone

You think it's about you
Haven't got a clue
Wishing your importance
The usual crew

I live it on the edge
Made it my place
It's really quite beautiful
And so was you

You think it's about you
Haven't got a clue
You think it's about you
The usual crew

So now I sit there alone
Failing to fall
From the edge comes the call
Ending the all

You think it's about you
Haven't got a clue
You think it's about you
The usual crew

Sipping grapes to sigh
My love
our life
You think it's about you

Your words make you look ugly
That mouth all flabby
It's not too nice
You acted the mouse

Prance like that dancer
Sting like a bee
Your still so fooking ugly
Ugly you see

Where once was a flower
Pretty and light
Now stands such bitter
Crooked and spite

I won't let it
Stop me in sleep
I'll walk right over you
Your ugly ..I'm right

Read as you see it
Look in the mirror
Ugly you be
Like your words

So the music crackled
I'd had a start
No words to follow
No beat to heart

I didn't know it
A tune elsewhere
A party started
Crowded cheer

They sat around
And glowed their phones
Whilst I was raving
There's a party in my head

There's a party in my head
Dancing with the dead
There's a party in my head
Dancing with the dead

All I wanted was to hold
Wrap my fingers
Feel your close
Sway with me

There's a party in my head

It's not a switch you see
I can't just turn it on
Ok the smile is there
Yet inside I'm dead

The lifeless soul of the party
only if they saw through skin
No dancing out the story
A silence deep within

You'll see me laugh and smile
All drowned by gin and it
All missed a country mile
Vacant prancing ***

And ends another tear roles
As age decrees my old
Still dead all on inside
Waiting breaths the last fight

Tomorrow New Year's day
Go take my past away
I'm dead all said before
Last year my evermore

I could not wish a happy new year
from these tears
that drown me

So instead
I will bid thee all
a good night
before the wolves
Devour what is wanted
from their thirst

They gathered around me like spiders on a Web
My disappointment became their loss
Pages a few but not the many
As I had the patience to wait the call

Clearly they had no clue of the cutting of my words
A measly 400 is that was requested
So now they must suffer
Feeding the flame
Raging the dragon

Remember you was warned
Did you not read me
Could you not tell
The devil lives below you
My village be your hell