beautiful whispers in my ears easing all of my darkest fears i kiss you then and hold you tight and waiting for the coming of night
i light the cigarette and watch the smoke and pocket my nails, jagged and broke the tempest is nigh, winds are blowing we zip up our coats, knowing:
it will be rough, it will be a test everything dear will be lost lest we stand tall and shout aloud we are proud and will not be cowed
for we are stoic in the face of death and with a full chorus of hitched breath i pirouette and twirl and laugh and sing nothing will subdue this couple of kings!