The generals hate holidays
Others shoot up to chase the sun blues away
Another store front church is open

Sea of neon lights, a boxer his shadow fights
Soldier tired and sailor broken
Winter's asleep at my window

Cold wind waits at my door
She asks me up to her place
But I won't be down anymore


Judges with metermaid hearts
Order super market justice starts

Frozen children inner city
Walkers in the paper rain
Waiting for those knights that never came

The hi-jacked trying so hard to be pretty

Night rains tap at my window

Winds of my thoughts passing by
She laughed when I tried to tell her
Hello only ends in goodbye


America gains another pound
Only time will bring some people around

Idols and flags are slowly melting
Another shower of rice
To pair it for some will suffice

The mouthful asks for second helpings

Moonshine pours through my window

The night puts it's laughter away
Clouds that pierce the illusion
That tomorrow would be as yesterday...