O... here comes the Dark Winter

Hey, I love coming back home to your smiling face.

Nowadays, that's not something commonplace.

Can't tell if it's the winter or Co-vid cause everybody gone cold.

O... here comes... that dead animal body lying in the road.

Everything went to a mess, you go left see a car wreck.

Go right you see spouses saying their divorce goodbyes.

This time of year the whiteness of the snow, winds 25 degrees and below

is pure. This is the time where you must really endure.

The darkness is there behind that white painted picture.

The season of death everything dies in the winter.