• the wind whistles on this cold winters night
    the snow falling sloly all around me
    all the birds have long since taken their flight
    i lay high up in this old tree
    staring, watching this beautiful night sky
    by myself, the snow blanketing everything
    i wait as my time drips slowly by
    i myself being the only living thing
    living in this moment forevermore
    the snow blankets everything as a white powder cover
    being alone nevermore
    all of it embracing the world as a lover
    this cold winters night is all i know
    all i can hear is the lonely call of a single old crow