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 meter maid 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...