Trying2beVegan

Here come the winter blues;

I hear them calling me

Calling me by name.

I will go willingly

Unwillingly

Into their open arms.

What promises warm and comfort

From the cold.

But the cold

Winter nights are inevitable

A fact of life

A fact of Death

A fact of life.

Here come the winter blues

And they call out to me

Like sirens in the night

Leading sailors astray

I will leave my post

And pray for weather grey.