And my solitude
Beats me off my beatitudes
Feeds me at all latitudes
And then it passes like winterlude.
Ah winterlude, it’s making me lazy!
It runs and it screams through the night.
And I see it again on this old skyline
But when winter comes it’ll all be fine.
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 5:55 AM UTC
And my solitude
Beats me off my beatitudes
Feeds me at all latitudes
And then it passes like winterlude.
Ah winterlude, it’s making me lazy!
It runs and it screams through the night.
And I see it again on this old skyline
But when winter comes it’ll all be fine.
