Old winter town
Falling peace on the brow of a
Young man now
The lake froze over the
Ice went cracking and
Covered this purple lip frown
A fish net, holy
A stocking blood red and it
Peeks at the elders when they walk by
And it’s
So cold at midnight when your
Body goes untied
Can you imagine a way to survive
Don’t go walking into seas that are
Not mine to have
I think I’m gonna stay home

His mother bought a ticket
A fly-away permit to a man half her age
His father bought a car, lot will he
Try to forget how the wheels are screeching
On the pavement

Nobody’s sleeping when the
Dark skies
Screaming
The back fields are blowing like a
Strong boy’s breath
Old man Howard keeps a gun
At the back door
The trees propose a haunting figure
Silhouetted on the hillside

You think I’m joking
(The ice breaks through
Saw a ghostly hand write a
Message to a stateman)
One day the world will drown