On the streets with no money in pocket
cold November rain spits in your face
it starts to get your back up
it's time to play

Play for today, play for tomorrow
make a scenario with warm heart
liken to April in lambing promise
sweet joy of new birth, time to play

Let's go back a few months
like erm, my January birth
in sweet darkness did I come
straight from heaven to earth

Uniformed conformity
foolish child of October pity me not
banish ill thoughts to one like me
for I am not your July Judas

I will befriend February freedom
and March on to glory of spring
let the winds of May's kind winds
take the heat out of Augusts fire

Let love in June say her name
and get September to say
come my sweet love
for it is time to play

For December calls
the night does come
call all to childhood
and let's play

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris