The day had been shimmered
Through the pain...
Through the pain.
To the eyes once mingled
The elderly claim
Of love billed so soothing
Yet crouched down so low
For a wishful thinking
Of heavenly snow.

For years it's been silenced
In a dream,
In a dream.
No one could uncover
The thoughts to redeem
Of love billed so soothing
But crouched down so cold
A heart set for bidding
To be bought and sold.